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es that gloomed dark against the twilight； and leered down at them from the high bank and the edges of the wood。 They began to feel that all this country was unreal； and that they were stumbling through an ominous dream that led to no awakening。
Just as they felt their feet slowing down to a standstill； they noticed that the ground was gently rising。 The water began to murmur。 In the darkness they caught the white glimmer of foam； where the river flowed over a short fall。 Then suddenly the trees came to an end and the mists were left behind。 They stepped out from the Forest； and found a wide sweep of grass welling up before them。 The river； now small and swift； was leaping merrily down to meet them； glinting here and there in the light of the stars； which were already shining in the sky。
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； welltended 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。 Behind it a steep shoulder of the land lay grey and bare； and beyond that the dark shapes of the Barrowdowns stalked away into the eastern night。
They all hurried forward； hobbits and ponies。 Already half their weariness and all their fears had fallen from them。 Hey！ e merry dol！ rolled out the song to greet them。
Hey！ e derry dol！ Hop along； my hearties！
Hobbits！ Ponies all！ We are fond of parties。
Now let the fun begin！ Let us sing together！
Then another clear voice； as young and as ancient as Spring； like the song of a glad water flowing down into the night from a bright morning in the hills； came falling like silver to meet them：
Now let the song begin！ Let us sing together
Of sun； stars； moon and mist； rain and cloudy weather；
Light on the budding leaf； dew on the feather；
Wind on the open hill； bells on the heather；
Reeds by the shady pool； lilies on the water：
Old Tom Bombadil and the Riverdaughter！
And with that song the hobbits stood upon the threshold； and a golden light was all about them。
Chapter 07
In the House of Tom Bombadil
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。 Her long yellow hair rippled down her shoulders； her gown was green； green as young reeds； shot with silver like beads of dew； and her belt was of gold； shaped like a chain of flaglilies set with the paleblue eyes of fetmenots。 About her feel in wide vessels of green and brown earthenware； white waterlilies were floating； so that she seemed to be enthroned in the midst of a pool。
'Enter； good guests！' she said； and as she spoke they knew that it was her clear voice they had heard singing。 They came a few timid steps further into the room； and began to bow low； feeling strangely surprised and awkward； like folk that； knocking at a cottage door to beg for a drink of water； have been answered by a fair young elfqueen clad in living flowers。 But before they could say anything； she sprang lightly up and over the lilybowls； and ran laughing towards them； and as she ran her gown rustled softly like the wind in the flowering borders of a river。
'e dear folk！' she said； taking Frodo by the hand。 'Laugh and be merry！ I am Goldberry； daughter of the River。' Then lightly she passed them and closing the door she turned her back to it； with her white arms spread out across it。 'Let us shut out the night！' she said。 'For you are still afraid； perhaps； of mist and treeshadows and deep water； and untame things。 Fear nothing！ For tonight you are under the roof of Tom Bombadil。'
The hobbits looked at her in wonder； and she looked at each of them and smiled。 'Fair lady Goldberry！' said Frodo at last； feeling his heart moved with a joy that he did not understand。 He stood as he had at times stood enchanted by fair elvenvoices； but the spell that was now laid upon him was different： less keen and lofty was the delight； but deeper and nearer to mortal heart； marvellous and yet not strange。 'Fair lady Goldberry！' he said again。 'Now the joy that was hidden in the songs we heard is made plain to me。
O slender as a willowwand！ O clearer than clear water！
O reed by the living pool！ Fair Riverdaughter！
O springtime and summertime； and spring again after！
O wind on the waterfall； and the leaves' laughter！'
Suddenly he stopped and stammered； overe with surprise to hear himself saying such things。 But Goldberry laughed。
'Wele！' she said。 'I had not heard that folk of the Shire were so sweettongued。 But I see you are an elffriend； the light in your eyes and the ring in your voice tells it。 This is a merry meeting！ Sit now； and wait for the Master of the house！ He will not be long。 He is tending your tired beasts。'
The hobbits sat down gladly in low rushseated chairs； while Goldberry busied herself about the table； and their eyes followed her； for the slender grace of her movement filled them somewhere behind the house came the sound of singing。 Every now and again they caught； among many a derry dol and a merry dol and a ring a ding dillo the repeated words：
Old Tom Bombadil is a merry fellow；
Bright blue his jacket is； and his boots are yellow。
'Fair lady！' said Frodo again after a while。 'Tell me； if my asking does not seem foolish； who is Tom Bombadil？'
'He is；' said Goldberry； staying her swift movements and smiling。
Frodo looked at her questioningly。 'He is； as you have seen him；' she said in answer to his look。 'He is the Master of wood； water； and hill。'
'Then all this strange land belongs to him？'
'No indeed！' she answered； and her smile faded。 'That would indeed be a burden；' she added in a low voice； as if to herself。 'The trees and the grasses and all things growing or living in the land belong each to themselves。 Tom Bombadil is the Master。 No one has ever caught old Tom walking in the forest； wading in the water； leaping on the hilltops under light and shadow。 He has no fear。 Tom Bombadil is master。'
A door opened and in came Tom Bombadil。 He had now no hat and his thick brown hair was crowned with autumn leaves。 He laughed； and going to Goldberry； took her hand。
'Here's my pretty lady！' he said； bowing to the hobbits。 'Here's my Goldberry clothed all in silvergreen with flowers in her girdle！ Is the table laden？ I see yellow cream and honeyb； and white bread； and butter； milk； cheese； and green herbs and ripe berries gathered。 Is that enough for us？ Is the supper ready？'
'It is；' said Goldberry； 'but the guests perhaps are not？'
Tom clapped his hands and cried： 'Tom； Tom！ your guests are tired； and you had near fotten！ e now； my merry friends； and Tom will refresh you！ You shall clean grimy hands； and wash your weary faces； cast off your muddy cloaks and b out your tangles！'
He opened the door； and they followed him down a short passage and round a sharp turn。 They came to a low room with a sloping roof （a penthouse； it seemed； built on to the north end of the house）。 Its walls were of clean stone； but they were mostly covered with green hanging mats and yellow curtains。 The floor was flagged； and strewn with fresh green rushes。 There were four deep mattresses； each piled with white blankets； laid on the floor along one side。 Against the opposite wall was a long bench laden with wide earthenware basins； and beside it stood brown ewers filled with water； some cold； some steaming hot。 There were soft green slippers set ready beside each bed。
Before long； washed and refreshed； the hobbits were seated at the table； two on each side； while at either end sat Goldbe