The Fellowship of the Ring (The Lord of the Rings, #1)

by J.R.R. Tolkien

Sackville-Bagginses

A sudden unreasoning fear of discovery laid hold of Frodo, and he thought of his Ring.

The wide world is all about you: you can fence yourselves in, but you cannot for ever fence it out.’

‘Courage is found in unlikely places,’ said Gildor.

On the far stage, under the distant lamps, they could just make out a figure: it looked like a dark black bundle left behind. But as they looked it seemed to move and sway this way and that, as if searching the ground. It then crawled, or went crouching, back into the gloom beyond the lamps.

In one of the windows he caught a glimpse of a sallow face with sly, slanting eyes; but it vanished at once. ‘So that’s where that southerner is hiding!’ he thought. ‘He looks more than half like a goblin.’

Strider laid his hand on his shoulder. ‘There is still hope,’ he said. ‘You are not alone.

It is a fair tale, though it is sad, as are all the tales of Middle-earth, and yet it may lift up your hearts.’

A shrill cry rang out in the night; and he felt a pain like a dart of poisoned ice pierce his left shoulder.

I think. It is you, Frodo, and that which you bear that brings us all in peril.’

Seek for the Sword that was broken: In Imladris it dwells; There shall be counsels taken Stronger than Morgul-spells. There shall be shown a token That Doom is near at hand, For Isildur’s Bane shall waken, And the Halfling forth shall stand.

Narsil

Frodo felt Bilbo stir impatiently at his side. Evidently he was annoyed on his friend’s behalf. Standing suddenly up he burst out: All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken: The crownless again shall be king.

‘And I,’ said Aragorn, ‘counselled that we should hunt for Gollum, too late though it may seem. And since it seemed fit that Isildur’s heir should labour to repair Isildur’s fault, I went with Gandalf on the long and hopeless search.’ Then Gandalf told how they had explored the whole length of Wilderland, down even to the Mountains of Shadow and the fences of Mordor. ‘There we had rumour of him, and we guess that he dwelt there long in the dark hills; but we never found him, and at last I despaired.

The hunt for Gollum

Ash nazg durbatulûk, ash nazg gimbatul, ash nazg thrakatulûk agh burzum-ishi krimpatul.’

One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the Darkness bind them.

A strange creature also had been seen, running with bent back and with hands near the ground, like a beast and yet not of beast-shape.

Gollum?