Showing posts with label Poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poem. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 3, 2012


“Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate
And though I oft have passed them by
A day will come at last when I
Shall take the hidden paths that run West of the Moon,
East of the Sun.” 


― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King





"Chip the glasses and crack the plates!   
Blunt the knives and bend the forks!
That's what Bilbo Baggins hates--   
Smash the bottles and burn the corks!
Cut the cloth and tread on the fat!   
Pour the milk on the pantry floor!
Leave the bones on the bedroom mat!   
Splash the wine on every door!
Dump the crocks in a boiling bowl;   
Pound them up with a thumping pole;
And when you've finished, if any are whole,   
Send them down the hall to roll!
That's what Bilbo Baggins hates!
So, carefully! carefully with the plates!"

- J.R.R Tolkien, The Hobbit