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Edward Arlington Robinson

by paparush

"Whenever Bilbo Baggins went down town,

We hobbits of the shire looked at him:

He was a gentlehobbit from sole to crown,

Clean favoured, and none too slim.


And he was always quietly arrayed,

And he rarely stuttered when he talked;

But still he fluttered pulses when he said,

'Good morning,' and the ring glittered when he walked.


And he was rich--yes, richer than a king--

With gold hid in the spaces therein:

In fine, we thought that he was everything

To make us wish we owned Bag End.


So on we worked, and waited for the light,

And went without the meat, and cursed him well;

And Biblo Baggins, one calm summer night,

Vanished and left for Rivendell

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