#Tolkien

As for the Hobbits of the Shire, with whom these tales are concerned, in the days of their peace and prosperity they were

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Rivers of fire at dead of night in winter lying cold and white upon the plain burst forth, and high the red was mirrored

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Then a moon mounted o’er the mists riding, and the keen radiance of the cold moonshine the shadows sharpened in the

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Never-dawning night was netted clinging in the black branches of the beetling trees; oppressed by pungent pinewood’

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