As he fell slowly into sleep, Pippin had a strange feeling: he and Gandalf were still as stone, seated upon the statue of a running horse, while the world rolled away beneath his feet with a great noise of wind.

“It is plain that we were meant to go together.”

“Look, my friends!' he called. 'Here's a pretty hobbit-skin to wrap an elven pri…”

“O! Where are you goingWith beards all a-wagging?No knowing, no knowingWhat brin…”

“Farmer Giles went home feeling very uncomfortable. He was finding that a local …”