Властелин колец: Братство кольца
The Old Forest
Frodofelthischingodownandhisheadnod.JustinfrontofhimPippinfellforwardontohisknees.Frodohalted."It’snogood,"heheardMerrysaying."Can’tgoanotherstepwithoutrest.Musthavenap.It’scoolunderthewilows.Lessflies!"Frododidnotlikethesoundofthis."Comeon!"hecried."Wecan’thaveanapyet.WemustgetclearoftheForestfirst."Buttheothersweretoofargonetocare.BesidethemSamstoodyawningandblinkingstupidly.
SuddenlyFrodohimselffeltsleepoverwhelminghim.Hisheadswam.Therenowseemedhardlyasoundintheair.Theflieshadstoppedbuzzing.Onlyagentlenoiseontheedgeofhearing,asoftflutteringasofasonghalfwhispered,seemedtostirintheboughsabove.Heliftedhisheavyeyesandsawleaningoverhimahugewilow-tree,oldandhoary.Enormousitlooked,itssprawlingbranchesgoinguplikereachingarmswithmanylong-fingeredhands,itsknottedandtwistedtrunkgapinginwidefissuresthatcreakedfaintlyastheboughsmoved.
Theleavesflutteringagainstthebrightskydazzledhim,andhetoppledover,lyingwherehefelluponthegrass.
MerryandPippindraggedthemselvesforwardandlaydownwiththeirbackstothewilow-trunk.Behindthemthegreatcracksgapedwidetoreceivethemasthetreeswayedandcreaked.Theylookedupatthegreyandyelowleaves,movingsoftlyagainstthelight,andsinging.Theyshuttheireyes,andthenitseemedthattheycouldalmosthearwords,coolwords,sayingsomethingaboutwaterandsleep.Theygavethemselvesuptothespellandfellfastasleepatthefootofthegreatgreywilow.
Frodolayforawhilefightingwiththesleepthatwasoverpoweringhim;thenwithanefforthestruggledtohisfeelagain.Hefeltacompelingdesireforcoolwater.
