Властелин колец: Братство кольца
In the House of Tom Bombadil
TheyheardoftheGreatBarrows,andthegreenmounds,andthestone-ringsuponthehilsandintheholowsamongthehils.Sheepwerebleatinginflocks.Greenwalsandwhitewalsrose.Therewerefortressesontheheights.
Kingsoflittlekingdomsfoughttogether,andtheyoungSunshonelikefireontheredmetaloftheirnewandgreedyswords.Therewasvictoryanddefeat;andtowersfel,fortresseswereburned,andflameswentupintothesky.Goldwaspiledonthebiersofdeadkingsandqueens;andmoundscoveredthem,andthestonedoorswereshut;andthegrassgrewoveral.Sheepwalkedforawhilebitingthegrass,butsoonthehilswereemptyagain.Ashadowcameoutofdarkplacesfaraway,andtheboneswerestirredinthemounds.Barrow-wightswalkedintheholowplaceswithaclinkofringsoncoldfingers,andgoldchainsinthewind."
Stoneringsgrinnedoutofthegroundlikebrokenteethinthemoonlight.
Thehobbitsshuddered.EvenintheShiretherumouroftheBarrow-wightsoftheBarrow-downsbeyondtheForesthadbeenheard.Butitwasnotatalethatanyhobbitlikedtolistento,evenbyacomfortablefiresidefaraway.Thesefournowsuddenlyrememberedwhatthejoyofthishousehaddrivenfromtheirminds:thehouseofTomBombadilnestledundertheveryshoulderofthosedreadedhils.Theylostthethreadofhistaleandshifteduneasily,lookingasideatoneanother.
Whentheycaughthiswordsagaintheyfoundthathehadnowwanderedintostrangeregionsbeyondtheirmemoryandbeyondtheirwakingthought,intolimeswhentheworldwaswider,andtheseasflowedstraighttothewesternShore;andstillonandbackTomwentsingingoutintoancientstarlight,whenonlytheElf-sireswereawake.Thensuddenlyheslopped,andtheysawthathenoddedasifhewasfalingasleep.
