Tom Bombadil's Song

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§0Hey dol! merry dol!§0 §0ring a dong dillo!§0 §0 §0Ring a dong!§0 §0hop along!§0 §0fal lal the willow!§0 §0 §0Tom Bom,§0 §0jolly Tom,§0 §0Tom Bombadillo!

§0Hey!§0 §0Come merry dol!§0 §0derry dol!§0 §0My darling!§0 §0 §0Light goes§0 §0the weather-wind§0 §0and the feathered starling.

§0Down along§0 §0under Hill,§0 §0shining in§0 §0the sunlight,§0 §0 §0Waiting on the doorstep for the§0 §0cold starlight,

§0There my§0 §0pretty lady is,§0 §0River-woman's daughter,§0 §0 §0Slender as the willow-wand,§0 §0clearer than§0 §0the water.

§0Old Tom Bombadil water-lilies bringing§0 §0 §0Comes hopping§0 §0home again.§0 §0Can you hear§0 §0him singing?

§0Hey!§0 §0Come merry dol!§0 §0derry dol!§0 §0and merry-o,§0 §0 §0Goldberry,§0 §0Goldberry,§0 §0merry yellow§0 §0berry-o!

§0Poor old Willow-man, you tuck your§0 §0roots away!§0 §0 §0Tom's in a§0 §0hurry now.§0 §0Evening will§0 §0follow day.

§0Tom's going§0 §0home again§0 §0water-lilies bringing.§0 §0 §0Hey!§0 §0Come derry dol!§0 §0Can you hear§0 §0me singing?

§0Hop along,§0 §0my little friends,§0 §0up the Withywindle!§0 §0 §0Tom's going§0 §0on ahead§0 §0candles for§0 §0to kindle.

§0Down west§0 §0sinks the Sun:§0 §0soon you will§0 §0be groping.§0 §0 §0When the night-shadows fall, then the door§0 §0will open,

§0Out of the window-panes§0 §0light will§0 §0twinkle yellow.§0 §0 §0Fear no§0 §0alder black!§0 §0Heed no§0 §0hoary willow!

§0Fear neither§0 §0root nor bough!§0 §0Tom goes on§0 §0before you.§0 §0 §0Hey now!§0 §0merry dol!§0 §0We'll be waiting§0 §0for you!

§0Hey! Come derry dol! Hop along, my hearties!§0 §0 §0Hobbits!§0 §0Ponies all!§0 §0We are fond§0 §0of parties.§0 §0 §0Now let the fun begin! Let us sing together!

§0Now let the§0 §0song begin!§0 §0Let us§0 §0sing together§0 §0 §0Of sun, stars,§0 §0moon and mist,§0 §0rain and§0 §0cloudy weather,

§0Light on the§0 §0budding leaf,§0 §0dew on§0 §0the feather,§0 §0 §0Wind on the§0 §0open hill,§0 §0bells on§0 §0the heather,

§0Reeds by the§0 §0shady pool,§0 §0lilies on the water:§0 §0 §0Old Tom Bombadil and the River-daughter!

§0O slender as a willow-wand!§0 §0O clearer than§0 §0clear water!§0 §0 §0O reed by§0 §0the living pool!§0 §0Fair River-daughter!

§0O spring-time and summer-time, and spring again after!§0 §0 §0O wind on§0 §0the waterfall,§0 §0and the leaves' laughter!

§0Old Tom Bombadil§0 §0is a merry fellow;§0 §0 §0Bright blue§0 §0his jacket is,§0 §0and his boots§0 §0are yellow.

§0I had an§0 §0errand there:§0 §0gathering water lilies,§0 §0 §0green leaves§0 §0and lilies white§0 §0to please my§0 §0pretty lady,

§0the last ere§0 §0the year's end§0 §0to keep them§0 §0from the winter,§0 §0 §0to flower by§0 §0her pretty feet§0 §0till the snows§0 §0are melted.

Each year at summer's end§0 §0I go to find§0 §0them for her,§0 §0 §0in a wide pool,§0 §0deep and clear,§0 §0far down Withywindle;§0 §0 §0there they open§0 §0first in spring§0 §0and there they§0 §0linger latest.

§0By that pool long ago I found the River-daughter,§0 §0 §0fair young Goldberry sitting in the rushes.§0 §0 §0Sweet was her§0 §0singing then, and her§0 §0heart was beating!

§0And that proved well for you - for now§0 §0I shall no longer§0 §0go down deep§0 §0again along the forest-water,§0 §0 §0not while the year§0 §0is old. Nor shall§0 §0I be passing

§0Old Man Willow's§0 §0house this side§0 §0of spring-time,§0 §0not till the merry spring, when the River-daughter§0 §0dances down the withy-path to bathe§0 §0in the water.

§0Ho!§0 §0Tom Bombadil,§0 §0Tom Bombadillo!§0 §0 §0By water,§0 §0wood and hill,§0 §0by the reed§0 §0and willow,

§0By fire,§0 §0sun and moon,§0 §0harken now§0 §0and hear us!§0 §0 §0Come,§0 §0Tom Bombadil,§0 §0for our need§0 §0is near us!

§0Old Tom Bombadil§0 §0is a merry fellow,§0 §0 §0Bright blue§0 §0his jacket is,§0 §0and his boots§0 §0are yellow.

§0None has ever§0 §0caught him yet,§0 §0for Tom, he is§0 §0the master:§0 §0 §0His songs are stronger songs,§0 §0and his feet§0 §0are faster.

§0Get out, you old Wight! Vanish in the sunlight!§0 §0 §0Shrivel like the§0 §0cold mist, like the§0 §0winds go wailing,§0 §0 §0Out into the§0 §0barren lands far§0 §0beyond the mountains!

§0Come never here again! Leave your barrow empty!§0 §0 §0Lost and forgotten be, darker than§0 §0the darkness,§0 §0 §0Where gates stand for ever shut, till§0 §0the world is mended.

§0Wake now§0 §0my merry lads!§0 §0Wake and§0 §0hear me calling!§0 §0 §0Warm now§0 §0be heart and limb!§0 §0The cold stone§0 §0is fallen;

§0Dark door is§0 §0standing wide;§0 §0dead hand is broken.§0 §0 §0Night under Night§0 §0is flown,§0 §0and the Gate§0 §0is open!

§0Hey! now!§0 §0Come hoy now!§0 §0Whither do you wander?§0 §0 §0Up, down,§0 §0near or far,§0 §0here, there§0 §0or yonder?

§0Sharp-ears, Wise-nose,§0 §0Swish-tail§0 §0and Bumpkin,§0 §0 §0White-socks§0 §0my little lad,§0 §0and old§0 §0Fatty Lumpkin!

§0Tom's country§0 §0ends here:§0 §0he will not pass§0 §0the borders.§0 §0 §0Tom has his§0 §0house to mind,§0 §0and Goldberry§0 §0is waiting!