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Poems and Tales of Middle-Earth:
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Dwarves's song about their quest:
"Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To seek the pale enchanted gold.
The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep, where dark things sleep,
In hollow halls beneath the fells.
For ancient king and elvish lord
There many a gleaming golden hoard
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
To hide in gems on hilt of sword.
On silver necklaces they strung
The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
The dragon-fire, in twisted wire
They meshed the light of moon and sun.
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day,
To claim our long-forgotten gold.
Goblets they carved there for themselves
And harps of gold; where no man dwelves
There lay they long, and many a song
Was sung unheard by men or elves.
The pines were roaring on the height,
The winds were moaning in the night.
The fire was red, its flaming spread;
The trees like torches blazed with light.
The bells were ringing in the dale
And men looked up with faces pale;
Then dragon's ire more fierce than fire
Laid low their towers and houses frail.
The mountain smoked beneath the moon;
The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom.
They fled their hall to dying fall.
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon.
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day,
To win our harps and gold from him."
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The Lord of the Rings
Prelude. The Hobbit
Quotes from Tolkien's Novel
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| The Shire, Bag End: the Unexpected Party. |
"He [Bilbo] liked visitors, but he liked to know them before they arrived, and he preferred
to ask them himself. He had a horrible thought that the cakes might run short, and then he - as the host: he knew his duty
and stuck to it however painful - he might have to go without." |
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"He [Bilbo] liked visitors, but he liked to know them before they arrived, and he preferred
to ask them himself. He had a horrible thought that the cakes might run short, and then he - as the host: he knew his duty
and stuck to it however painful - he might have to go without." |
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"The poor little hobbit sat down in the hall and his head in his hands, and wondered
what had happened, and what was going to happen, and whether they would all stay to supper." |
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"Bilbo sat on a stool at the fireside, nibbling at a biscuit (his apetite was
quite taken away), and trying to look as if this was all perfectly ordinary and not in the least an adventure." |
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" 'This most excellent and audacious hobbit - may the hair on his toes never
fall out.' " (Thrain) |
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"This was Thorin's style. He was an important dwarf. If he had been allowed, he would
probably have gone on like this until he was out of breath, without telling any one there anything that was not known
already." |
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"The poor little hobbit could be seen kneeling on the hearth-rug, shaking like a
jelly that was melting." |
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"Then Mr Baggins turned the handle and went in. The Took side had won. He suddenly
felt he would go without bed and breakfast to be thought fierce." |
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" 'You can say Expert Treasure-hunter instead of Burglar if you like. Some
of them do. It's all the same to us.' " (Gloin) |
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" 'I have chosen Mr Baggins and that ought to be enough for all of you. [...]
There is a lot more in him than you guess, and a deal more than he has any idea
of himself. You may (possibly) all live to thank me yet.' " (Gandalf) |
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" 'Also I should like to know about risks, out-of-pocket expenses, time required
and renumeration, and so forth' (Bilbo) - by which he meant: 'What am I going to get out of it? and am I going to come back
alive?' " |
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" 'I don't understand,' said Thorin, and Bilbo felt he would have liked to say the
same. The explanation did not seem to explain." |
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