令人沮丧的是，那些站在萨鲁曼（Saruman）的尸体上，灰色的薄雾聚集了，非常缓慢地升至高度，例如烟雾中的烟雾，因为它笼罩在山上的苍白的身材。一会儿它动摇了，向西看；但是西部的狂风散发出来，弯腰，叹了口气，一无所获。
(To the dismay of those that stood by, about the body of Saruman a grey mist gathered, and rising very slowly to a great height like smoke from a fire, as a pale shrouded figure it loomed over the Hill. For a moment it wavered, looking to the West; but out of the West came a cold wind, and it bent away, and with a sigh dissolved into nothing.)