As they sang the hobbit felt in love of beautiful things made by hands and by cunning and by magic moving through him, a fierce and a jealous love, the desire of the hearts of dwarves.
His rage passes description - the sort of rage that is only seen when rich folk that have more than they can enjoy suddenly lose something that they have long had but have never before used or wanted.
Los caminos siguen avanzando, sobre rocas y bajo árboles, por cuevas donde el sol no brilla, por arroyos que el mar no encuentran, sobre las nieves que el invierno siembra, y entre las flores alegres de junio, sobre la hierba y sobre la piedra, bajo...
