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By
fire
,
sun
and
moon
,
harken
now
and
hear
us
!
Come
,
Tom
Bombadil
,
for
our
need
is
near
us
!
There
was
a
sudden
deep
silence
,
in
which
Frodo
could
hear
his
heart
beating
.
After
a
long
slow
moment
he
heard
plain
,
but
far
away
,
as
if
it
was
coming
down
through
the
ground
or
through
thick
walls
,
an
answering
voice
singing
:
Old
Tom
Bombadil
is
a
merry
fellow
,
Bright
blue
his
jacket
is
,
and
his
boots
are
yellow
.
None
has
ever
caught
him
yet
,
for
Tom
,
he
is
the
master
:
His
songs
are
stronger
songs
,
and
his
feet
are
faster
.
There
was
a
loud
rumbling
sound
,
as
of
stones
rolling
and
falling
,
and
suddenly
light
streamed
in
,
real
light
,
the
plain
light
of
day
.
A
low
door-like
opening
appeared
at
the
end
of
the
chamber
beyond
Frodo
's
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
:
