Warrior of Gondor, never to be King,
Power's love drove him, yet he fell for the Ring,
Yet for all his remores, and all his regret
Bravely he fought, and high held his name yet.

Son of the Steward, lowly and proud,
Strong willed and gentle, to him men they bowed,
Strong with his sword, as it sang in his hand,
And trusted was he, over his land.

One of that fellowship of allies and friends,
In the War of the Ring, his story it ends,
For Boromir of Gondor, the Warrior was slain,
And did live he and die he for Isildur's bane.

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