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Oakenshield! And Fili and Kili! May your memory never fade!
Then the dwarves bowed low before their Gate, but words stuck in their throats. Good-
bye and good luck, wherever you fare! said Balin at last. If ever you visit us again, when our
halls are made fair once more, then the feast shall indeed be splendid!
If ever you are passing my way, said Bilbo, don t wait to knock! Tea is at four; but any of
you are welcome at any time!
Then he turned away.
The elf-host was on the march; and if it was sadly lessened, yet many were glad, for now
the northern world would be merrier for many a long day. The dragon was dead, and the gob-
lins overthrown, and their hearts looked forward after winter to a spring of joy.
Gandalf and Bilbo rode behind the Elvenking, and beside them strode Beorn, once again
in man s shape, and he laughed and sang in a loud voice upon the road. So they went on until
they drew near to the borders of Mirkwood, to the north of the place where the Forest River
ran out. Then they halted, for the wizard and Bilbo would not enter the wood, even though the
king bade them stay a while in his halls. They intended to go along the edge of the forest, and
round its northern end in the waste that lay between it and the beginning of the Grey Moun-
tains. It was a long and cheerless road, but now that the goblins were crushed, it seemed
safer to them than the dreadful pathways under the trees. Moreover Beorn was going that
way too.
Farewell! O Elvenking! said Gandalf. Merry be the greenwood, while the world is yet
young! And merry be all your folk!
Farewell! O Gandalf! said the king. May you ever appear where you are most needed
and least expected! The oftener you appear in my halls the better shall I be pleased!
I beg of you, said Bilbo stammering and standing on one foot, to accept this gift! and he
brought out a necklace of silver and pearls that Dain had given him at their parting.
In what way have I earned such a gift, O hobbit? said the king.
Well, er, I thought, don t you know, said Bilbo rather confused, that, er, some little return
should be made for your, er, hospitality. I mean even a burglar has his feelings. I have drunk
much of your wine and eaten much of your bread.
I will take your gift, O Bilbo the Magnificent! said the king gravely. And I name you elf-
friend and blessed. May your shadow never grow less (or stealing would be too easy)!
Farewell!
Then the elves turned towards the Forest, and Bilbo started on his long road home.
He had many hardships and adventures before he got back. The Wild was still the Wild,
and there were many other things in it in those days beside goblins; but he was well guided
and well guarded the wizard was with him, and Beorn for much of the way and he was
never in great danger again. Anyway by midwinter Gandalf and Bilbo had come all the way
back, along both edges of the Forest, to the doors of Beorn s house; and there for a while
they both stayed. Yule-tide was warm and merry there; and men came from far and wide to
feast at Beorn s bidding. The goblins of the Misty Mountains were now few and terrified, and
hidden in the deepest holes they could find; and the Wargs had vanished from the woods, so
that men went abroad without fear. Beorn indeed became a great chief afterwards in those re-
gions and ruled a wide land between the mountains and the wood; and it is said that for many
generations the men of his line had the power of taking bear s shape, and some were grim
men and bad, but most were in heart like Beorn, if less in size and strength. In their day the
last goblins were hunted from the Misty Mountains and a new peace came over the edge of
the Wild.
It was spring, and a fair one with mild weathers and a bright sun, before Bilbo and Gandalf
took their leave at last of Beorn, and though he longed for home, Bilbo left with regret, for the
flowers of the gardens of Beorn were in springtime no less marvellous than in high summer.
At last they came up the long road, and reached the very pass where the goblins had cap-
tured them before. But they came to that high point at morning, and looking backward they
saw a white sun shining over the outstretched lands. There behind lay Mirkwood, blue in the
distance, and darkly green at the nearer edge even in the spring. There far away was the
Lonely Mountain on the edge of eyesight. On its highest peak snow yet unmelted was gleam-
ing pale.
So comes snow after fire, and even dragons have their ending! said Bilbo, and he turned
his back on his adventure. The Tookish part was getting very tired, and the Baggins was daily
getting stronger. I wish now only to be in my own armchair! he said.
The Hobbit: Or There and Back Again
Chapter XIX
THE LAST STAGE
It was on May the First that the two came back at last to the brink of the valley of Riv-
endell, where stood the Last (or the First) Homely House. Again it was evening, their ponies
were tired, especially the one that carried the baggage; and they all felt in need of rest. As
they rode down the steep path, Bilbo heard the elves still singing in the trees, as if they had
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