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- Властелин колец: Братство кольца
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"
One
by
one
they
climbed
down
and
followed
Legolas
.
For
a
moment
Frodo
stood
near
the
brink
and
let
the
water
flow
over
his
tired
feet
.
It
was
cold
but
its
touch
was
clean
,
and
as
he
went
on
and
it
mounted
to
his
knees
,
he
felt
that
the
stain
of
travel
and
all
weariness
was
washed
from
his
limbs
.
When
all
the
Company
had
crossed
,
they
sat
and
rested
and
ate
a
little
food
;
and
Legolas
told
them
tales
of
Lothlorien
that
the
Elves
of
Mirkwood
still
kept
in
their
hearts
,
of
sunlight
and
starlight
upon
the
meadows
by
the
Great
River
before
the
world
was
grey
.
At
length
a
silence
fell
,
and
they
heard
the
music
of
the
waterfall
running
sweetly
in
the
shadows
.
Almost
Frodo
fancied
that
he
could
hear
a
voice
singing
,
mingled
with
the
sound
of
the
water
.
"
Do
you
hear
the
voice
of
Nimrodel
?
"
asked
Legolas
.
"
I
will
sing
you
a
song
of
the
maiden
Nimrodel
,
who
bore
the
same
name
as
the
stream
beside
which
she
lived
lung
ago
.
It
is
a
fair
song
in
our
woodland
tongue
;
but
this
is
how
it
runs
in
the
Westron
Speech
,
as
some
in
Rivendell
now
sing
it
.
"
In
a
soft
voice
hardly
to
be
heard
amid
the
rustle
of
the
leaves
above
them
he
began
:
An
Elven-maid
there
was
of
old
,
A
shining
star
by
day
:
Her
mantle
white
was
hemmed
with
gold
,
Her
shoes
of
silver-grey
.
A
star
was
bound
upon
her
brows
,
