Хоббит

           IwouldratheroldSmaughadbeenleftwithallthewretchedtreasure,thanthatthesevilecreaturesshouldgetit,andpooroldBombur,andBalinandFiliandKiliandalltherestcometoabadend;andBardtoo,andtheLake-menandthemerryelves.Miseryme!Ihaveheardsongsofmanybattles,andIhavealwaysunderstoodthatdefeatmaybeglorious.Itseemsveryuncomfortable,nottosaydistressing.IwishIwaswelloutofit."Thecloudsweretornbythewind,andaredsunsetslashedtheWest.

           SeeingthesuddengleaminthegloomBilbolookedround.Hegaveagreatcry:

           hehadseenasightthatmadehisheartleap,darkshapessmallyetmajesticagainstthedistantglow.

           "TheEagles!TheEagles!"heshouted."TheEaglesarecoming!"Bilbo’seyeswereseldomwrong.Theeagleswerecomingdownthewind,lineafterline,insuchahostasmusthavegatheredfromalltheeyriesoftheNorth.

           "TheEagles!theEagles!"Bilbocried,dancingandwavinghisarms.Iftheelvescouldnotseehimtheycouldhearhim.Soontheytootookupthecry,anditechoedacrossthevalley.Manywonderingeyeslookedup,thoughasyetnothingcouldbeseenexceptfromthesouthernshouldersoftheMountain.

           "TheEagles!"criedBilbooncemore,butatthatmomentastonehurtlingfromabovesmoteheavilyonhishelm,andhefellwithacrashandknewnomore.