The Hobbit wrote:Far over the misty mountains cold.
To dungeons deep, and caverns old.
We must away,at break of day.
To find our long forgotten gold.
The pines were roaring on the height.
The winds were moaning in the night.
The fire was red, it flaming spread.
The trees like torches blazed with light.




I'ᴠᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ᴛᴏ sᴀʏ
Bᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ I'ᴍ ᴀsᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀʏ
Fᴏʀ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴍʏ ᴀʀᴍs
Aɴᴅ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ
I ᴘʀᴀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ sᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛ
Tʜᴀᴛ's sʜɪɴɪɴɢ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀs ᴀʙᴏᴠᴇ.

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