Хоббит
A Short Rest
"Thefirstdayofthedwarves’NewYear,"saidThorin,"isasallshouldknowthefirst,dayofthelastmoonofAutumnonthethresholdofWinter.WestillcallitDurin’sDaywhenthelastmoonofAutumnandthesunareintheskytogether.Butthiswillnothelpusmuch,Ifear,foritpassesourskillinthesedaystoguesswhensuchatimewillcomeagain.""Thatremainstobeseen,"saidGandalf."Isthereanymorewriting?""Nonetobeseenbythismoon,"saidElrond,andhegavethemapbacktoThorin;andthentheywentdowntothewatertoseetheelvesdanceandsinguponthemidsummer’seve.
Thenextmorningwasamidsummer’smorningasfairandfreshascouldbedreamed:blueskyandneveracloud,andthesundancingonthewater.Nowtheyrodeawayamidsongsoffarewellandgoodspeed,withtheirheartsreadyformoreadventure,andwithaknowledgeoftheroadtheymustfollowovertheMistyMountainstothelandbeyond.
