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'
Come
hack
unto
the
caverns
old
'
!
Here
at
the
Gates
the
king
awaits
,
His
hands
are
rich
with
gems
and
gold
.
The
king
is
come
unto
his
hall
Under
the
Mountain
dark
and
tall
.
The
Worm
of
Dread
is
slain
and
dead
,
And
ever
so
our
foes
shall
fall
!
"
This
song
appeared
to
please
Thorin
,
and
he
smiled
again
and
grew
merry
;
and
he
began
reckoning
the
distance
to
the
Iron
Hills
and
how
long
it
would
be
before
Dain
could
reach
the
Lonely
Mountain
,
if
he
had
set
out
as
soon
as
the
message
reached
him
.
But
Bilbo
's
heart
fell
,
both
at
the
song
and
the
talk
:
they
sounded
much
too
warlike
.
The
next
morning
early
a
company
of
spearmen
was
seen
crossing
the
river
,
and
marching
up
the
valley
.
They
bore
with
them
the
green
banner
of
the
Elvenking
and
the
blue
banner
of
the
Lake
,
and
they
advanced
until
they
stood
right
before
the
wall
at
the
Gate
.
Again
Thorin
hailed
them
in
a
loud
voice
:
"
Who
are
you
that
come
armed
for
war
to
the
gates
of
Thorin
son
of
Thrain
,
King
under
the
Mountain
?
"
This
time
he
was
answered
.
A
tall
man
stood
forward
,
dark
of
hair
and
grim
of
face
,
and
he
cried
:
