Властелин колец: Братство кольца
In the House of Tom Bombadil
Sweetwashersingingthen,andherheartwasbeating!
Heopenedhiseyesandlookedatthemwithasuddenglintofblue:Andthatprovedwellforyou-fornowIshalnolongergodowndeepagainalongtheforest-water,notwhiletheyearisold.NorshalIbepassing
OldManWilow’shousethissideofspring-time,
nottillthemerryspring,whentheRiver-daughter
dancesdownthewithy-pathtobatheinthewater.
Hefellsilentagain;butFrodocouldnothelpaskingonemorequestion:theonehemostdesiredtohaveanswered."Tellus,Master,"hesaid,’abouttheWilow-man.Whatishe?Ihaveneverheardofhimbefore."
"No,don’t!"saidMerryandPippintogether,sittingsuddenlyupright."Notnow!Notuntilthemorning!"
"Thatisright!"saidtheoldman."Nowisthetimeforresting.Somethingsareilltohearwhentheworld’sinshadow.Sleeptillthemorning-light,restonthepilow!Heednonightlynoise!Fearnogreywilow!"Andwiththathetookdownthelampandblewitout,andgraspingacandleineitherhandheledthemoutoftheroom.
Theirmattressesandpilowsweresoftasdown,andtheblanketswereofwhitewool.
Theyhadhardlylaidthemselvesonthedeepbedsanddrawnthelightcoversoverthembeforetheywereasleep.
Inthedeadnight,Frodolayinadreamwithoutlight.Thenhesawtheyoungmoonrising;underitsthinlightthereloomedbeforehimablackwallofrock,piercedbyadarkarchlikeagreatgate.
