The Hobbit JR Tolkien - Mr Collins

forgot everything else, and was sweptaway into dark lands under strange moons,far over The Water and very far from hishobbit-hole under The Hill.The dark came into the room from thelittle window that opened in the side ofThe Hill; the firelight flickered—it wasApril—and still they played on, while theshadow of Gandalf’s beard waggedagainst the wall.The dark filled all the room, and thefire died down, and the shadows werelost, and still they played on. Andsuddenly first one and then another beganto sing as they played, deep-throatedsinging of the dwarves in the deep placesof their ancient homes; and this is like afragment of their song, if it can be liketheir song without their music.