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English[en]
But Frodo found no words to answer. He bowed low, and mounted his pony, and followed by his friends jogged slowly down the gentle slope behind the hill. Tom Bombadil's house and the valley, and the Forest were lost to view. The air grew warmer between the green walls of hillside and hillside, and the scent of turf rose strong and sweet as they breathed. Turning back, when they reached the bottom of the green hollow, they saw Goldberry, now small and slender like a sunlit flower against the sky: she was standing still watching them, and her hands were stretched out towards them. As they looked she gave a clear call, and lifting up her hand she turned and vanished behind the hill.
Cornish[kw]
Mes ny gevis Frodo ger vyth rag gorthybi. Ev a omblegyas yn isel hag yskynna war y hoba, hag eth yn lent yn-nans an leder hwar a-dryv dhe’n vre, gans y gowetha ow mos yn unn sywya. Chi Tom Bombadyl ha’n nans, ha’n Koeswik a veu kellys mes a wel. An ayr a dheuth ha bos toemma yn mysk fosow glas ynter bre ha bre, ha blas a donn a yskynnas, krev ha hweg hag i owth anella. Pan dhrehedhsons i penn an gew las, i a dreylyas ha mires war-dhelergh ha gweles Goldberri, byghan ha moen lemmyn haval orth bleujenn yn-dann howlsplann erbynn an ebrenn: yth esa hi ow sevel stag, ow mires orta, ystynnys hy dewdhorn dhedha. Hag i dhe vires hi a wrug galow kler, yskynna dorn, treylya ha mos mes a wel a-dryv dhe’n vre.