Monday 1 December 2008

Neiman Black Break

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feet; and there was Tom's head (hat, feather, and all) framed against the light of the sun rising red behind him. The light fell upon the floor, and upon the faces of the three hobbits lying beside Frodo. They did not stir, but the sickly hue had left them. They looked now as if they were only very deeply asleep.Tom stooped, removed his hat, and came into the dark chamber, singing:Get out, you old Wight! Vanish in the sunlight!Shrivel like the cold mist, like the winds go wailing,Out into the barren lands far beyond the mountains!Come never here with a crash. Then there was a long trailing shriek, fading away into an unguessable distance; and after that silence.'Come, friend Frodo!' said Tom. 'Let us get out on to clean grass! You must help me bear them.'Together they carried out Merry, Pippin, and Sam. As Frodo left the barrow for the last time he thought he saw a severed hand wriggling still, like a wounded spider, in a heap of fallen earth. Tom went back in again, and there was a sound of much thumping and stamping. When he came out he was bearing again! Leave your barrow empty!Lost and forgotten be, darker than the darkness,Where gates stand for ever shut, till the world is mended.At these words there was a cry and part of the inner end of the chamber fell in

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