Wednesday, 17 December 2008

Tom Bombadil's House

Tom Bombadil burst out laughing. 'Well, my little fellows!' said he, stooping so that he peered into their faces. 'You shall come home with me! The table is all laden with yellow cream, honeycomb, and white bread and butter. Goldberry is waiting. Time enough for questions around the supper table. You follow after me as quick as you are able!' With that he picked up his lilies, and then with a beckoning wave of his hand went hopping and dancing along the path eastward, still singing loudly and nonsensically.


The grass under their feet was smooth and short, as if it had been mown or shaven. The eaves of the Forest behind were clipped, and trim as a hedge. The path was now plain before them, well-tended and bordered with stone. It wound up on to the top of a grassy knoll, now grey under the pale starry night; and there, still high above them on a further slope, they saw the twinkling lights of a house. Down again the path went, and then up again, up a long smooth hillside of turf, towards the light. Suddenly a wide yellow beam flowed out brightly from a door that was opened. There was Tom Bombadil's house before them, up, down, under hill.


The four hobbits stepped over the wide stone threshold, and stood still, blinking. They were in a long low room, filled with the light of lamps swinging from the beams of the roof; and on the table of dark polished wood stood many candles, tall and yellow, burning brightly.

     In a chair, at the far side of the room facing the outer door, sat a woman. (...)

There was a fire in the wide hearth before them, and it was burning with a sweet smell, as if it were built of apple-wood. When everything was set in order, all the lights in the room were put out, except one lamp and a pair of candles at each end of the chimney-shelf. (...)

Tom could be heard about the house, clattering in the kitchen, and up and down the stairs, and singing here and there outside. (...) Water dripped down from the thatched eaves above.

J.R.R. Tolkien Lord of the Rings - The Fellowship of the Ring

...yes, Tom's House is east from the Old Man Willow, on a hill besides a small fall Withywindle flows over :D Little kitchen is just at the back; the rooms upstairs are closed, unfortunatelly. The screenie doesn't show the fireplace either... and the two candles standing at the chimney-shelf.

Wouldn't Silirien make a great River Maiden?

Lady of Streams she is already!

I'd love to have a lillypot at my home..

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