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''I am off down the road''
''I am off down the road''
''Where the fairy lanterns glowed
 
''And the little pretty flitter-mice are flying
''Where the fairy lanterns glowed''
''A slender band of gray
 
''It runs creepily away
''And the little pretty flitter-mice are flying''
''And the hedges and the grasses are a-sighing.
 
''The air is full of wings,
''A slender band of gray''
''And of blundery beetle-things
 
''That warn you with their whirring and their humming.
''It runs creepily away''
''O! I hear the tiny horns
 
''Of enchanged leprechauns
''And the hedges and the grasses are a-sighing.''
''And the padded feet of many gnomes a-coming!
 
''O! the lights! O! the gleams! O! the little twinkly sounds!
''The air is full of wings,''
O! the rustle of their noiseless little robes!
 
O! the echo of their feet - of their happy little feet!
''And of blundery beetle-things''
O! the swinging lamps in the starlit globes.
 
''That warn you with their whirring and their humming.''
 
''O! I hear the tiny horns''
 
''Of enchanged leprechauns''
 
''And the padded feet of many gnomes a-coming!''
 
''O! the lights! O! the gleams! O! the little twinkly sounds!''
 
''O! the rustle of their noiseless little robes!''
 
''O! the echo of their feet - of their happy little feet!''
 
''O! the swinging lamps in the starlit globes.''
   
   
I must follow in their train
I must follow in their train

Revision as of 22:40, 3 October 2008

Goblin Feet was a poem written by J.R.R. Tolkien in April of 1915, around the same time that he wrote the poem You and Me / and the Cottage of Lost Play. In The Book of Lost Tales: Part I, Christopher Tolkien quotes his father as saying, "I wish the unhappy little thing, representing all that I came (so soon after) to fervently dislike, could be buried for ever." Here is part of the poem:


I am off down the road

Where the fairy lanterns glowed

And the little pretty flitter-mice are flying

A slender band of gray

It runs creepily away

And the hedges and the grasses are a-sighing.

The air is full of wings,

And of blundery beetle-things

That warn you with their whirring and their humming.

O! I hear the tiny horns

Of enchanged leprechauns

And the padded feet of many gnomes a-coming!

O! the lights! O! the gleams! O! the little twinkly sounds!

O! the rustle of their noiseless little robes!

O! the echo of their feet - of their happy little feet!

O! the swinging lamps in the starlit globes.

I must follow in their train Down the crooked fairy lane Where the coney-rabbits long ago have gone. And where silvery they sing In a moving moonlit ring All a twinkle with the jewels they have on. They are fading round the turn Where the glow worms palely burn And the echo of their padding feet is dying! O! it's knocking at my heart- Let me go! let me start! For the little magic hours are all a-flying.

O! the warmth! O! the hum! O! the colors in the dark! O! the gauzy wings of golden honey-flies! O! the music of their feet - of their dancing goblin feet! O! the magic! O! the sorrow when it dies.


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