Властелин колец: Две башни
The Black Gate is Closed
Andsomehaveredpaintontheircheeks,andredcloaks;andtheirflagsarered,andthetipsoftheirspears;andtheyhaveroundshields,yellowandblackwithbigspikes.Notnice;verycruelwickedMentheylook.AlmostasbadasOrcs,andmuchbigger.SméagolthinkstheyhavecomeoutoftheSouthbeyondtheGreatRiver’send:theycameupthatroad.TheyhavepassedontotheBlackGate;butmoremayfollow.AlwaysmorepeoplecomingtoMordor.Onedayallthepeopleswillbeinside.’
`Werethereanyoliphaunts?’askedSam,forgettinghisfearinhiseagernessfornewsofstrangeplaces.
`No,nooliphaunts.Whatareoliphaunts?’saidGollum.
Samstoodup,puttinghishandsbehindhisback(ashealwaysdidwhen’speakingpoetry’),andbegan:
Greyasamouse,
Bigasahouse.
Noselikeasnake,
Imaketheearthshake,
AsItrampthroughthegrass;
TreescrackasIpass.
Withhornsinmymouth
IwalkintheSouth,
Flappingbigears.
Beyondcountofyears
Istumproundandround,
Neverlieontheground,
Noteventodie.
OliphauntamI,
Biggestofall,
Huge,old,andtall.
Ifeveryou’dmetme
Youwouldn’tforgetme.
Ifyouneverdo,
Youwon’tthinkI’mtrue;
ButoldOliphauntamI,
AndIneverlie.
’That,’saidSam,whenhehadfinishedreciting,`that’sarhymewehaveintheShire.Nonsensemaybe,andmaybenot.Butwehaveourtalestoo,andnewsoutoftheSouth,youknow.Intheolddayshobbitsusedtogoontheirtravelsnowandagain.