Hello my friends. I’ve missed blogging and am trying to get back into the swing of things. What better way to do that than a Wednesday with Words post?
My deepest desire is to be a hobbit (hey, I’m already short) so, needless to say, I am thrilled to be reading The Lord of the Rings to my boys. Many, many years ago, when I tried Ambleside Online year one with my eldest (now 12-almost-13), I remember being annoyed at the poems which popped up in books like Kipling’s Just So Stories. Clearly, I needed some refinement! Somewhere between then and now I saw the light – in fact I cannot wait to read the Just So Stories with my daughter next year. Today I am sharing one of those wonderful poems that popped up in The Lord of the Rings (book 1, chapter 3). Enjoy!
Upon the hearth the fire is red,
Beneath the roof there is a bed;
But not yet weary are our feet,
Still round the corner we may meet
A sudden tree or standing stone
That none have seen but we alone.
Tree and flower and leaf and grass,
Let them pass! Let them pass!
Hill and water under sky,
Pass them by! Pass them by!
Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate,
And though we pass them by today,
Tomorrow we may come this way
And take the hidden paths that run
Towards the moon or to the sun.
Apple, thorn, and nut and sloe,
Let them go! Let them go!
Sand and stone and pool and dell,
Fare you well! Fare you well!
Home is behind, the world ahead,
And there are many paths to tread
Through shadows to the edge of night,
Until the stars are all alight.
Then world behind and home ahead,
We’ll wander back to home and bed.
Mist and twilight, cloud and shade,
Away shall fade! Away shall fade!
Fire and lamp and meat and bread,
And then to bed! And then to bed!
Obligatory keeping shot – notice I have only 3 selections, from two books (the other is Beowulf) represented on this spread. It seems my commonplace habits fall inline with my general wordiness.