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O
wind
on
the
waterfal
,
and
the
leaves
'
laughter
!
"
Suddenly
he
stopped
and
stammered
,
overcome
with
surprise
to
hear
himself
saying
such
things
.
But
Goldberry
laughed
.
"
Welcome
!
"
she
said
.
"
I
had
not
heard
that
folk
of
the
Shire
were
so
sweet-tongued
.
But
I
see
you
are
an
elf-friend
;
the
light
in
your
eyes
and
the
ring
in
your
voice
tels
it
.
This
is
a
merry
meeting
!
Sit
now
,
and
wait
for
the
Master
of
the
house
!
He
will
not
be
long
.
He
is
tending
your
tired
beasts
.
"
The
hobbits
sat
down
gladly
in
low
rush-seated
chairs
,
while
Goldberry
busied
herself
about
the
table
;
and
their
eyes
folowed
her
,
for
the
slender
grace
of
her
movement
filed
them
with
quiet
delight
.
From
somewhere
behind
the
house
came
the
sound
of
singing
.
Every
now
and
again
they
caught
,
among
many
a
derry
doll
and
a
merry
doll
and
a
ring
a
ding
dilo
the
repeated
words
:
Old
Tom
Bombadil
is
a
merry
felow
;
Bright
blue
his
jacket
is
,
and
his
boots
are
yelow
.
"
Fair
lady
!
"
said
Frodo
again
after
a
while
.
"
Tell
me
,
if
my
asking
does
not
seem
foolish
,
who
is
Tom
Bombadil
?
"
"
He
is
,
"
said
Goldberry
,
staying
her
swift
movements
and
smiling
.
Frodo
looked
at
her
questioningly
.
"
He
is
,
as
you
have
seen
him
,
"
she
said
in
answer
to
his
look
.
"
He
is
the
Master
of
wood
,
water
,
and
hil
.
"
"
Then
all
this
strange
land
belongs
to
him
?
"
