Сильмариллион
Of Turin Turambar
Gotothykin,ifthoucanst.Gettheegone!AndifElforManbelefttomaketaleofthesedays,thensurelyinscorntheywillnamethee,ifthouspurnestthisgift.’
ThenTurin,beingyetbemusedbytheeyesofthedragon,aswerehetreatingwithafoethatcouldknowpity,believedthewordsofGlaurungandfumingawayhespedoverthebridge.ButashewentGlaurungspokebehindhim,sayinginafellvoice:’Hastetheenow,sonofHurin,toDor-lomin!OrperhapstheOrcsshallcomebeforethee,onceagain.AndifthoutarryforFinduilas,thennevershaltthouseeMorwenagain,andneveratallshaltthouseeNienorthysister;andtheywillcursethee.’
ButTurinpassedawayonthenorthwardroad,andClaiminglaughedoncemore,forhehadaccomplishedtheerrandofhisMaster.Thenheturnedtohisownpleasure,andsentforthhisblast,andburnedallabouthim.ButalltheOrcsthatwerebusyinthesackheroutedforth,anddrovethemaway,anddeniedthemtheirplundereventothelastthingofworth.ThebridgethenhebrokedownandcastintothefoamofNarog;andbeingthussecurehegatheredallthehoardandrichesofFelagundandheapedthem,andlayuponthemintheinnermosthall,andrestedawhile.
AndTurinhastenedalongthewaystothenorth,throughthelandsnowdesolatebetweenNarogandTeiglin,andtheFellWintercamedowntomeethim;forinthatyearsnowfellereautumnwaspassed,andspringcamelateandcold.
