Властелин колец: Братство кольца
In the House of Tom Bombadil
Tomcouldbeheardaboutthehouse,clatteringinthekitchen,andupanddownthestairs,andsinginghereandthereoutside.Theroomlookedwestwardoverthemist-cloudedvaley,andthewindowwasopen.Waterdrippeddownfromthethatchedeavesabove.Beforetheyhadfinishedbreakfastthecloudshadjoinedintoanunbrokenroof,andastraightgreyraincamesoftlyandsteadilydown.BehinditsdeepcurtaintheForestwascompletelyveiled.
Astheylookedoutofthewindowtherecamefalinggentlyasifitwasflowingdowntherainoutofthesky,theclearvoiceofGoldberrysingingupabovethem.Theycouldhearfewwords,butitseemedplaintothemthatthesongwasarain-song,assweetasshowersondryhils,thattoldthetaleofariverfromthespringinthehighlandstotheSeafarbelow.Thehobbitslistenedwithdelight;andFrodowasgladinhisheart,andblessedthekindlyweather,becauseitdelayedthemfromdeparting.Thethoughtofgoinghadbeenheavyuponhimfromthemomentheawoke;butheguessednowthattheywouldnotgofurtherthatday.
TheupperwindsettledintheWestanddeeperandwettercloudsroleduptospiltheirladenrainonthebareheadsoftheDowns.Nothingcouldbeseenallroundthehousebutfalingwater.Frodostoodneartheopendoorandwatchedthewhitechalkypathturnintoalittleriverofmilkandgobubblingawaydownintothevaley.TomBombadilcametrottingroundthecornerofthehouse,wavinghisarmsasifhewaswardingofftherain-andindeedwhenhesprangoverthethresholdheseemedquitedry,exceptforhisboots.Thesehetookoffandputinthechimney-corner.Thenhesatinthelargestchairandcaledthehobbitstogatherroundhim.
"ThisisGoldberry’swashingday,"hesaid,’andherautumn-cleaning.Toowetforhobbit-folk-letthemrestwhiletheyareable!It’sagooddayforlongtales,forquestionsandforanswers,soTomwillstartthetalking."
