misselizabethbennets:

_{“But, but, lord,” Merry stammered, “I offered you my sword. I do not want to be parted from you like this, Theoden King. And as all my friends have gone to battle, I should be ashamed to stay behind.”
“But we ride on horses tall and swift,” said Theoden; “and great though your heart be, you cannot ride on such beasts.”
“Then tie me on the back of one, or let me hang on a stirrup, or something,” said Merry. “It is a long way to run; but run I shall, if I cannot ride, even if I wear my feet off and arrive weeks too late.”}