Властелин колец: Братство кольца
Flight to the Ford
Standingup,withhishandsbehindhisback,asifhewasatschool,hebegantosingtoanoldtune.
Trollsataloneonhisseatofstone,
Andmunchedandmumbledabareoldbone;
Formanyayearhehadgnaweditnear,
Formeatwashardtocomeby.
Doneby!Gumby!
Inacaveinthehillshedweltalone,
Andmeatwashardtocomeby.
UpcameTomwithhisbigbootson.
SaidhetoTroll:‘Pray,whatisyon?
Foritlooksliketheshino’mynuncleTim,
Asshouldbea-lyin’ingraveyard.
Caveyard!Paveyard!
ThismanyayearhasTimbeengone,
AndIthoughthewerelyin’ingraveyard.’
‘Mylad,’saidTroll,‘thisboneIstole.
Butwhatbebonesthatlieinahole?
Thynunclewasdeadasalumpo’lead,
AforeIfoundhisshinbone.
Tinbone!Thinbone!
Hecanspareashareforapooroldtroll,
Forhedon’tneedhisshinbone.’
SaidTom:‘Idon’tseewhythelikeso’thee
Withoutaxin’leaveshouldgomakin’free
Withtheshankortheshino’myfather’skin;
Sohandtheoldboneover!
Rover!Trover!
Thoughdeadhebe,itbelongstohe;
Sohandtheoldboneover!’
‘Foracoupleo’pins,’saysTroll,andgrins,
‘I’lleattheetoo,andgnawthyshins.
Abito’freshmeatwillgodownsweet!
I’lltrymyteethontheenow.
Heenow!Seenow!
I’mtiredo’gnawingoldbonesandskins;
I’veamindtodineontheenow.’
Butjustashethoughthisdinnerwascaught,
Hefoundhishandshadholdofnaught.
Beforehecouldmind,Tomslippedbehind
Andgavehimtheboottolarnhim.