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Durin
The world was young, the mountains green,
No stain yet on the Moon was seen,
No words were laid on stream or stone,
When Durin woke and walked along
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The world was young, the mountains green,
No stain yet on the Moon was seen,
No words were laid on stream or stone,
When Durin woke and walked along
Ты прав, Дурин, лицом я не пригож;
Но об уме кто ж судит по лицу
А если так, благодаря отцу,