Властелин колец: Братство кольца

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           OnebyonetheyclimbeddownandfollowedLegolas.ForamomentFrodostoodnearthebrinkandletthewaterflowoverhistiredfeet.Itwascoldbutitstouchwasclean,andashewentonanditmountedtohisknees,hefeltthatthestainoftravelandallwearinesswaswashedfromhislimbs.

           WhenalltheCompanyhadcrossed,theysatandrestedandatealittlefood;andLegolastoldthemtalesofLothlorienthattheElvesofMirkwoodstillkeptintheirhearts,ofsunlightandstarlightuponthemeadowsbytheGreatRiverbeforetheworldwasgrey.

           Atlengthasilencefell,andtheyheardthemusicofthewaterfallrunningsweetlyintheshadows.AlmostFrodofanciedthathecouldhearavoicesinging,mingledwiththesoundofthewater.

           "DoyouhearthevoiceofNimrodel?"askedLegolas."IwillsingyouasongofthemaidenNimrodel,whoborethesamenameasthestreambesidewhichshelivedlungago.Itisafairsonginourwoodlandtongue;butthisishowitrunsintheWestronSpeech,assomeinRivendellnowsingit."Inasoftvoicehardlytobeheardamidtherustleoftheleavesabovethemhebegan:

           AnElven-maidtherewasofold,

           Ashiningstarbyday:

           Hermantlewhitewashemmedwithgold,

           Hershoesofsilver-grey.

           Astarwasbounduponherbrows,

           Alightwasonherhair

           Assunuponthegoldenboughs

           InLorienthefair.