A great dread fell on him, as if he was awaiting the pronouncement of some doom that he had long foreseen and vainly hoped might after all never be spoken. An overwhelming longing to rest and remain at peace by Bilbo's side in Rivendell filled all his heart. At last with an effort he spoke, and wondered to hear his own words, as if some other will was using his small voice. "I will take the Ring," he said, "though I do not know the way.
J. R. R. TolkienWhen he heard there was nothing to eat, he sat down and wept… “Why did I ever wake up!” he cried.
J. R. R. TolkienYou will notice already that Mr. Baggins was not quite so prosy as he liked to believe, also that he was very fond of flowers.
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