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.
四名哈比人站在门内，动也不动的站着，只能不停的眨眼。他们身在一个长型低矮的房间中，天花板上的油灯照的房内如同白昼一般；打磨的发亮的黑木桌上也放着许多粗大的黄蜡烛，放出温暖的光芒。
“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 elf-queen clad in living flowers. But before they could say anything, she sprang lightly up and over the lily-bowls, and ran laughing towards them; and as she ran her gown rustled softly like the wind in the flowering borders of a river.
“快进来，我的好客人们！”她一开口，四人立刻知道这就是之前清朗歌声的主人。他们手足无措的走了几步，向主人鞠躬，觉得自己实在笨拙的可以。四人觉得自己彷佛是在一座简陋草房的门口想要乞讨些水喝，却没想到是由一名披着美丽花朵的精灵女王接待他们。不过，在他们开口之前，她就轻巧的越过了地上的水盆，巧笑倩兮的奔向他们。伴随着她的脚步，长裙跟着发出了如同微风吹拂过河边花床一般的轻柔乐声。
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 flag-lilies set with the pale-blue eyes of forget-me-nots. About her feel in wide vessels of green and brown earthenware, white water-lilies were floating, so that she seemed to be enthroned in the midst of a pool.
在房间的另一边，一名女子坐在面对大门的椅子上。她有着一头丰润及肩的金色秀发，身上穿着翠绿色的长裙，长裙上点缀着如同露珠一样闪闪发亮的银线。她系着一条黄金打造的腰带，上面雕刻着精细的荷花，间或装饰着勿忘我草的蓝色花一心。她的脚边放着许多绿色和土色的容器，里面浮着美丽的荷花；一时之间，众人有种她漂浮在荷花池内的感觉。
O reed by the living pool! Fair River-daughter!
喔，鲜嫩彷佛河边草哇！美丽的河之女啊！
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 elven-voices; 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.
哈比人纷纷吃惊的看着她，金莓则是对每个人报以慷慨的笑容。“美丽的金莓小姐！”佛罗多觉得自己内心中满了无法理解的愉悦。他脑中一片空白，如同被精灵的美丽乐音所迷惑一般；但这次他所着的魔咒是完全不同的类型，这愉悦没有那么超凡出尘，却更贴近凡夫俗子，更撼动人心，虽美妙但不疏离。“美丽的金莓小姐！”他只能挤出这几个字来。“我们刚刚所听见的歌声中原来竟藏着这么美丽的暗示！”
“Come 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 tree-shadows and deep water, and untame things. Fear nothing! For tonight you are under the roof of Tom Bombadil.”
“诸位不要客气嘛！”她握住佛罗多的手说。“高兴一点，开怀大笑吧！我是河之女金莓。”接着，她步履轻盈的一转，倒退着将大门关上。“让我们把黑夜关在外面吧！”她说，“看来你们依旧对树影、深水和野性生物余悸犹存。别再害怕！因为今晚你们在汤姆—庞巴迪的庇护之下。”
O slender as a willow-wand! O clearer than clear water!
喔，纤细一如柳枝！呵，清澈好比泉水啊！
Suddenly he stopped and stammered, overcome with surprise to hear himself saying such things. But Goldberry laughed.
一发现自己竟然脱口说出这些诗句，他立刻结巴的停了下来。金莓大方的笑了。
O wind on the waterfall, and the leaves’ laughter!”
喔，清风吹过万丈瀑，绿叶起舞笑哈哈！
O spring-time and summer-time, and spring again after!
呵，春去夏来春复返呀！
The hobbits sat down gladly in low rush-seated chairs, while Goldberry busied herself about the table; and their eyes followed her, for the slender grace of her movement filled them with quiet delight. From 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:
哈比人老实不客气的在铺有软垫的椅子上坐了下来，同时每双眼睛都目不转睛的看着忙进忙出的金莓；她优雅的如同舞蹈一般的动作让每个人都觉得满心欢喜。屋后传来了另外一个歌声。在“叮铃当叮啦、快乐的啦”和“罗哈哈”之间，他们可以听见有几句话不断的重复着：
“Welcome!” she said. “I had not heard that folk of the Shire were so sweet-tongued. But I see you are an elf-friend; 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.”
“欢迎！”她说。“我没想到夏尔的客人如此舌灿莲花。不过，我从你眼中的光芒和歌中的语调听的出来你是精灵之友。这真是让人欢欣无比！请先就座，等我们家的主人回来！他正在照顾你们疲倦的马儿，应该马上就好了！”
Old Tom Bombadil is a merry fellow;
老汤姆—庞巴迪是个快乐的家伙；
“Fair lady!” said Frodo again after a while. “Tell me, if my asking does not seem foolish, who is Tom Bombadil?”
“美丽的小姐！”佛罗多不久之后又问道。“可否请您回答我愚昧的问题？汤姆—庞巴迪究竟是谁？”
Bright blue his jacket is, and his boots are yellow.
他穿着淡蓝的外套，黄色的靴子暖活活。
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.”
佛罗多困惑的看着她。“就是你们刚刚遇见的那个人，”她回答了他的疑惑。“他是森林、流水和山丘的主人。”
“He is,” said Goldberry, staying her swift movements and smiling.
“就是他，”金莓依旧保持的笑容和优雅的动作。
“Then all this strange land belongs to him?”
“这块奇异的大地都是属于他的罗？”
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.
另一扇门咿呀一声打了开来，汤姆跟着走进房内。他的帽子已经脱了下来，浓密的褐发现在像是秋天满地的红叶一样乱糟糟的。他笑着走向金莓，握住她的手。
“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 hill-tops under light and shadow. He has no fear. Tom Bombadil is master.”
“当然不是！”她的笑容渐渐隐去。“这是太沉重的负担了，”她彷佛自言自语的低声补充道。“所有生长于此、生活于此的花草和树木都拥有自主权。汤姆—庞巴迪只是主人。他没有恐惧，不管在白天黑夜，他都可以自由自在的走在林中、水边和山上，没有任何力量能够干涉他。汤姆—庞巴迪是主人。”
“Here’s my pretty lady!” he said, bowing to the hobbits. “Here’s my Goldberry clothed all in silver-green with flowers in her girdle! Is the table laden? I see yellow cream and honeycomb, and white bread, and butter; milk, cheese, and green herbs and ripe berries gathered. Is that enough for us? Is the supper ready?”
“啊，我的小美人！”他向着哈比人们鞠躬行礼。“我们家的金莓穿着美丽的绿衣，戴着鲜嫩的花朵，可真是漂亮！桌子都摆设好了吗？我看到有黄乳酪和新鲜蜂蜜、香软的白面包、奶油、牛奶和奶酪，还有绿色的药草和熟透的莓子。这样够了吗？晚餐算是准备好了吗？”
“It is,” said Goldberry; “but the guests perhaps are not?”
“已经准备好了，”金莓说道，“但客人们可能还没准备好？”
Tom clapped his hands and cried: “Tom, Tom! your guests are tired, and you had near forgotten! Come 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 comb out your tangles!”
汤姆一拍手，大叫道：“汤姆，汤姆！你竟然忘记了替客人接风洗尘！来来，亲爱的朋友们，让汤姆替你们打理一切！擦干净你们黏腻的双手，洗去脸上的汗滴，脱下你们蒙尘的斗篷，梳开你们纠结的头发！”
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.
他打开一扇门，让众人跟着他沿着一条短短的走道前进，接着走道转了个直角的弯，让他们来到有个低斜屋顶的房间中。（看来这似乎是在屋子北面所盖的小阁楼）。房间的墙壁是由整齐的石块所砌成的，但上面还挂着许多绿色的挂毯和黄色的廉幕。地上铺着石板和新鲜的绿色灯心草。除此之外，地板上还有四块厚厚的踏垫，每个垫子旁边都堆着高高的白色毯子。在另一方的墙边则有个放满了宽大陶土盆的的长板凳，板凳旁边放着许多装满清水的罐子。有些罐子的水冰冰凉凉的，有些则是冒着蒸汽。房间中的床边都放着绿色的软拖鞋。
Before long, washed and refreshed, the hobbits were seated at the table, two on each side, while at either end sat Goldberry and the Master. It was a long and merry meal. Though the hobbits ate, as only famished hobbits can eat, there was no lack. The drink in their drinking-bowls seemed to be clear cold water, yet it went to their hearts like wine and set free their voices. The guests became suddenly aware that they were singing merrily, as if it was easier and more natural than talking.
过不了多久，哈比人都已经梳洗完毕，两两对坐的在餐桌旁坐了下来，长桌的两边则是金莓和主人的位置。这顿饭吃的很久、很愉快。虽然饿坏的哈比人们狼吞虎咽，但桌上的菜肴怎么吃都吃不完。他们的碗内盛着的似乎是清水，却如同美酒一样让他们身心舒畅，心情轻松。这些小客人们突然间意识到自己竟然高高兴兴的唱了起来，彷佛这比说话更为自然。
“Have peace now,” she said, “until the morning! Heed no nightly noises! For nothing passes door and window here save moonlight and starlight and the wind off the hill-top. Good night!” She passed out of the room with a glimmer and a rustle. The sound of her footsteps was like a stream falling gently away downhill over cool stones in the quiet of night.
“安心的睡，”她说，“一觉睡到天亮！别担心有任何声音吵你们！除了月光、星光和晚风之外，没有任何事物可以通过这里的门窗。晚安！”她光彩四射的走出房间。她的脚步声在众人耳中听起来如同沿着山坡缓缓流入夜色中的溪水般悦耳。
At last Tom and Goldberry rose and cleared the table swiftly. The guests were commanded to sit quiet, and were set in chairs, each with a footstool to his tired feet. There was a fire in the wide hearth before them, and it was burning with a sweet smell, as if it were built of apple-wood. When everything was set in order, all the lights in the room were put out, except one lamp and a pair of candles at each end of the chimney-shelf. Then Goldberry came and stood before them, holding a candle; and she wished them each a good night and deep sleep.
酒足饭饱之后，汤姆和金莓开始收拾桌子。每位客人都奉命乖乖的坐在位子上，将疲倦的双脚翘在小凳子上休息。他们眼前的壁炉内燃着温暖的火焰，同时还发出甜美的香气，彷佛燃烧的是最高级的苹果木。在一切收拾妥当后，主人们将屋中所有灯火熄灭，只剩下壁炉上左右两边各点一对蜡烛和油灯。这时，金莓才拿着蜡烛站在他们面前，向每个人道晚安，祝他们有个好梦。
Tom sat on a while beside them in silence, while each of them tried to muster the courage to ask one of the many questions he had meant to ask at supper. Sleep gathered on their eyelids. At last Frodo spoke:
汤姆沉默的在他们身边坐了片刻，每个人都试图鼓起勇气想要问出累积在心中的许多疑问。但他们的眼皮渐渐的重了起来。最后，佛罗多开口了：
Tom stirred like a man shaken out of a pleasant dream. “Eh, what?” said he. “Did I hear you calling? Nay, I did not hear: I was busy singing. Just chance brought me then, if chance you call it. It was no plan of mine, though I was waiting for you. We heard news of you, and learned that you were wandering. We guessed you’d come ere long down to the water: all paths lead that way, down to Withywindle. Old grey Willow-man, he’s a mighty singer; and it’s hard for little folk to escape his cunning mazes. But Tom had an errand there, that he dared not hinder.” Tom nodded as if sleep was taking him again; but he went on in a soft singing voice:
汤姆浑身一震，彷佛从美梦中惊醒过来。“呃，什么？”他说。“你是问我有没有听见你的呼救？才没有，我没听见。我那时忙着唱歌哪。如果你们称这为机缘，那就只是凑巧而已。虽然这不是我的计划，但我的确在等待诸位。我们听说了你们的消息，也发现你们似乎就在附近跋涉。我们猜测过不了多久你们就会走到水边；这座森林里面的每条路最后都会通往柳条河。灰色的柳树老头可是个不错的歌手，对于你们这些小家伙来说，要逃脱他的陷阱更是难如登天。不过，我在那边刚好有些事情待办，那可是不能拖延的。”汤姆点点头，彷佛又开始打盹，但他继续用歌声唱道：
the last ere the year’s end to keep them from the winter,
这是秋天最后的荷花，收集起来才能度过那严冬，
I had an errand there: gathering water-lilies,
我有项使命要作：是收集那美丽的荷花，
Each year at summer’s end I go to find them for her,
每年夏末我都会替她摘取这鲜花，
“Did you hear me calling, Master, or was it just chance that brought you at that moment?”
“大人，您会出现在我们面前究竟是巧合，还是您真的听见了我的呼救？”
in a wide pool, deep and clear, far down Withywindle;
从那柳条河尽头，又深又清的池子中采花；
green leaves and lilies white to please my pretty lady,
青翠的绿叶和洁白的荷花，只为了讨我那美人的欢心，
to flower by her pretty feet tilt the snows are melted.
装饰她那灵巧的纤足，直到那冰霜解冻。
not while the year is old. Nor shall I be passing
因这已是秋末冬初。我也不会再
fair young Goldberry sitting in the rushes.
美丽的少女金莓坐在那池边草地上。
“No, don’t!” said Merry and Pippin together, sitting suddenly upright. “Not now! Not until the morning!”
“啊，不要啊！”皮聘和梅里突然间坐直了身。“别现在问！明天早上再说！”
dances down the withy-path to bathe in the water.
沿着小径在深池中沐浴，那才是我出门的时光。
He opened his eyes and looked at them with a sudden glint of blue:
他张开眼，用澄蓝的双目看着众人：
not till the merry spring, when the River-daughter
等到明年春天，欢乐的河之女娃，
Old Man Willow’s house this side of spring-time,
经过那柳树老头的屋子，因为这春天已过，
go down deep again along the forest-water,
林中的水洼，
“That is right!” said the old man. “Now is the time for resting. Some things are ill to hear when the world’s in shadow. Sleep till the morning-light, rest on the pillow! Heed no nightly noise! Fear no grey willow!” And with that he took down the lamp and blew it out, and grasping a candle in either hand he led them out of the room.
“没错！”汤姆说。“现在是该休息的时候了。有些东西不适合在晚上谈。一觉到天亮吧！别担心晚上有异声喧闹！也别担心柳树的騷扰！”话一说完他就吹熄油灯，抓起一支蜡烛领着大家走进之前的房间。
And that proved well for you — for now I shall no longer
诸位十分幸运，因为我将不会再深入那
Sweet was her singing then, and her heart was beating!
她的歌声甜美，心儿快乐的如小鹿乱撞！
He fell silent again; but Frodo could not help asking one more question: the one he most desired to have answered. “Tell us, Master,” he said, “about the Willow-man. What is he? I have never heard of him before.”
他又再度沉默下来，但佛罗多实在忍不住要问第二个问题：那是他最想要知道的的答案。“大人，告诉我们，”他问，“有关这个柳树老头。他是什么？我从来没听过这个名号。”
there they open first in spring and there they linger latest.
那里的荷花春初最先绽，夏末最晚谢。
By that pool long ago I found the River-daughter,
就在那池边，许久以前，注定了我和河之女的邂逅，
Their mattresses and pillows were soft as down, and the blankets were of white wool. They had hardly laid themselves on the deep beds and drawn the light covers over them before they were asleep.
他们的踏垫和枕头都又软又舒服，毯子则是白色的羊毛织的。对这一群疲惫不堪的哈比人来说，他们头刚碰到枕头，连毯子都只拉到一半就睡着了。
In the dead night, Frodo lay in a dream without light. Then he saw the young moon rising; under its thin light there loomed before him a black wall of rock, pierced by a dark arch like a great gate. It seemed to Frodo that he was lifted up, and passing over he saw that the rock-wall was a circle of hills, and that within it was a plain, and in the midst of the plain stood a pinnacle of stone, like a vast tower but not made by hands. On its top stood the figure of a man. The moon as it rose seemed to hang for a moment above his head and glistened in his white hair as the wind stirred it. Up from the dark plain below came the crying of fell voices, and the howling of many wolves. Suddenly a shadow, like the shape of great wings, passed across the moon. The figure lifted his arms and a light flashed from the staff that he wielded. A mighty eagle swept down and bore him away. The voices wailed and the wolves yammered. There was a noise like a strong wind blowing, and on it was borne the sound of hoofs, galloping, galloping, galloping from the East. “Black Riders!” thought Frodo as he wakened, with the sound of the hoofs still echoing in his mind. He wondered if he would ever again have the courage to leave the safety of these stone walls. He lay motionless, still listening; but all was now silent, and at last he turned and fell asleep again or wandered into some other unremembered dream.
夜半时分，佛罗多身处在一个没有光线的梦中。他在梦中看见新月升起，在单薄的月光下有一座高耸的黑墙矗立在眼前，黑墙上唯一的空隙是座黑暗的拱门。佛罗多觉得自己被某种力量举起，飞越了眼前的黑墙。他这才发现这座岩墙是连绵的小丘，在山丘包围之内则是一座平原。平原的正中央耸立着一座高大的尖塔，似乎并非人力所能建造的。在塔顶站着一个人。缓缓升起的月亮似乎为他而停留了片刻，照亮他在风中飘汤的白发。从底下的平原上传来邪恶的叫喊声以及狼群的嚎叫声。突然间，有道长着巨翼的影子掠过空中。那身影高举手臂，一道光芒从他的手杖中激射而出。一只壮伟的老鹰俯冲而下，将他抓了起来。底下的声音开始凄厉的叫喊，狼群开始嚎哭。接着传来一阵彷佛狂风般的声响，伴随着从东方传来的急驰马蹄声。“黑骑士！”佛罗多猛然清醒过来，马蹄声依旧在耳边萦绕。他开始怀疑自己是否有勇气离开这屋子的庇护。他动也不动的躺着，倾听着身边的任何风吹草动。但四周万籁俱寂，什么动静也没有。过不了多久，他又再度陷入梦乡，沉沉的睡去。
At his side Pippin lay dreaming pleasantly; but a change came over his dreams and he turned and groaned. Suddenly he woke, or thought he had waked, and yet still heard in the darkness the sound that had disturbed his dream: tip-tap, squeak: the noise was like branches fretting in the wind, twig-fingers scraping wall and window: creak, creak, creak. He wondered if there were willow-trees close to the house; and then suddenly he had a dreadful feeling that he was not in an ordinary house at all, but inside the willow and listening to that horrible dry creaking voice laughing at him again. He sat up, and felt the soft pillows yield to his hands, and he lay down again relieved. He seemed to hear the echo of words in his ears: “Fear nothing! Have peace until the morning! Heed no nightly noises!” Then he went to sleep again.
皮聘在他身边睡的十分香甜。但他的梦境突然间有了改变，让他不禁翻身哀嚎起来。他突然醒了过来，耳边依旧可以听见那打搅他梦境的声音：“咚咚、吱呀！”这声音好像是老树的枝丫在风中舞动、敲着窗户和墙壁。“吱嘎、吱嘎、吱嘎。”他开始担心房子附近是否有种植柳树，忽然间觉得自己并不是住在普通的房子内，而是躺在一株柳树内，倾听着那恐怖的声音再度嘲笑他。他坐了起来，确定自己是躺在柔软的垫被上，于是又放心的躺了下来。他的耳边似乎可以听见之前汤姆的保证：“别害怕！一觉到天亮吧！别担心晚上有异声喧闹！”然后他就又睡着了。
It was the sound of water that Merry heard falling into his quiet sleep: water streaming down gently, and then spreading, spreading irresistibly all round the house into a dark shoreless pool. It gurgled under the walls, and was rising slowly but surely. “I shall be drowned!” he thought. It will find its way in, and then I shall drown.” He felt that he was lying in a soft slimy bog, and springing up he set his fool on the corner of a cold hard flagstone. Then he remembered where he was and lay down again. He seemed to hear or remember hearing: “Nothing passes doors or windows save moonlight and starlight and the wind off the hill-top.” A little breath of sweet air moved the curtain. He breathed deep and fell asleep again.
梅里的梦中则是出现了水声：那潺潺的流水悄悄的扩散，似乎将整个房子吞没入一个深不见底的池子中。池水在墙边翻滚着，缓慢、持续的往上升。“我会被淹死的！”他想。“水一定会流进来，然后我会被淹死的。”他觉得自己好像躺在泥泞的沼泽中，他猛地跳下床，一脚踩在冰冷的石板地上。这下子他才终于想起自己睡在什么地方，于是又乖乖的躺了回去。他似乎觉得自己想起，或是再度听见了那话声：“除了月光、星光和晚风之外，没有任何事物可以通过这里的门窗。”一阵甜美的香气吹动了廉幕，飘了进来。他深吸一口气，就再度睡着了。
They woke up, all four at once, in the morning light. Tom was moving about the room whistling like a starling. When he heard them stir he clapped his hands, and cried: “Hey! Come merry dol! derry dol! My hearties!” He drew back the yellow curtains, and the hobbits saw that these had covered the windows, at either end of the room, one looking east and the other looking west.
四人同时在晨光中醒了过来。汤姆在房间中吹着口哨收拾打扫，声音大的跟众鸟飞舞一样。当他看见四人都醒过来时，他拍拍手大喊道：“嘿！快乐的来啦！叮铃铛啦！亲爱的朋友起床啦！”他一把拉开黄色的窗廉，哈比人这才注意到房间东边和西边各有一扇大窗户。
As far as he could remember, Sam slept through the night in deep content, if logs are contented.
山姆是四人中唯一一夜无梦的人。因为他跟块木头一样吵也吵不醒。
They leapt up refreshed. Frodo ran to the eastern window, and found himself looking into a kitchen-garden grey with dew. He had half expected to see turf right up to the walls, turf all pocked with hoof-prints. Actually his view was screened by a tall line of beans on poles; but above and far beyond them the grey top of the hill loomed up against the sunrise. It was a pale morning: in the East, behind long clouds like lines of soiled wool stained red at the edges, lay glimmering deeps of yellow. The sky spoke of rain to come; but the light was broadening quickly, and the red flowers on the beans began to glow against the wet green leaves.
他们一起神清气爽的跳下床。佛罗多立刻冲到东边的窗口，发现自己面对着一座沾满晨露的小菜园。由于昨晚那场栩栩如生的恶梦，他本来预料自己会看见一大块满是蹄印的草坪。结果，他所面对的是一个爬满了豆藤的花架，远方则是在日出衬托下显得灰蒙蒙的山丘。今天早晨的天色看来有些苍白，东方天际的云朵看来像是边缘染红的羊毛一样细碎，中间参杂着一些黄色的晨光。天气看来似乎会有场大雨，即使如此，日出的速度还是没有受到任何的延迟；豆藤上的小花在太陽照射下变得生气勃勃。
“Good morning, merry friends!” cried Tom, opening the eastern window wide. A cool air flowed in; it had a rainy smell. “Sun won’t show her face much today. I’m thinking. I have been walking wide, leaping on the hilltops, since the grey dawn began, nosing wind and weather, wet grass underfoot, wet sky above me. I wakened Goldberry singing under window; but nought wakes hobbit-folk in the early morning. In the night little folk wake up in the darkness, and sleep after light has come! Ring a ding dillo! Wake now, my merry friends! Forget the nightly noises! Ring a ding dillo del! derry del, my hearties! If you come soon you’ll find breakfast on the table. If you come late you’ll get grass and rain-water!”
“早安啊，朋友们！”汤姆将东边的窗户打开。一阵凉风吹了进来，闻起来有种大雨将至的味道。“我看今天太陽多半不会露脸太久。天刚亮我就在外面散步，脚底踩着露珠，头上顶着湿漉漉的天空。我在窗户底下用歌声叫醒了金莓，但不敢这么早吵醒我的客人。这些小家伙们半夜会醒来，当然得天亮再叫他们罗！叮当啦！起床吧，快乐的朋友们！忘记昨晚的声音！叮铃铛啷，亲爱的朋友们，如果你们动作快一点，早餐就在桌上，如果动作太慢，就只有青草和雨水可以吃啦！”
Pippin looked out of the western window, down into a pool of mist. The Forest was hidden under a fog. It was like looking down on to a sloping cloud-roof from above. There was a fold or channel where the mist was broken into many plumes and billows; the valley of the Withywindle. The stream ran down the hill on the left and vanished into the white shadows. Near at hand was a flower-garden and a clipped hedge silver-netted, and beyond that grey shaven grass pale with dew-drops. There was no willow-tree to be seen.
皮聘从西边的窗户往外看，看见一大团雾气。整座森林都被掩盖在雾气中，感觉好像是低头看着翻滚的云海一般。柳条河经过的地方把雾气带出一条通道来；它从左边的山丘潺潺流下，又流进雾气笼罩的森林中。窗外就是一座小小的花园，旁边则是围着由银网构成的篱笆，在篱笆外是沾满了露水的整齐草地。附近根本没有什么柳树。
Needless to say — not that Tom’s threat sounded very serious — the hobbits came soon, and left the table late and only when it was beginning lo look rather empty. Neither Tom nor Goldberry were there. Tom could be heard about the house, clattering in the kitchen, and up and down the stairs, and singing here and there outside. The room looked westward over the mist-clouded valley, and the window was open. Water dripped down from the thatched eaves above. Before they had finished breakfast the clouds had joined into an unbroken roof, and a straight grey rain came softly and steadily down. Behind its deep curtain the Forest was completely veiled.
汤姆的威胁听起来虽然不是很认真，但饥肠辘辘的哈比人还是如狂风扫落叶般袭向餐桌；等到桌面看来有些空荡之后才离开。汤姆和金莓都没有出现在餐桌旁。汤姆在屋内、屋外四处走动，他们可以听见他在厨房打理东西、在楼梯跑上跑下、在屋内和屋外到处唱歌。他们用餐的房间俯瞰着被迷雾拥抱的山谷，窗户则是敞开着的。在他们用完餐之前云朵就已经合拢在一起，豆大的雨滴开始落下。森林完全被大雨所织成的廉幕给遮挡住了。
As they looked out of the window there came falling gently as if it was flowing down the rain out of the sky, the clear voice of Goldberry singing up above them. They could hear few words, but it seemed plain to them that the song was a rain-song, as sweet as showers on dry hills, that told the tale of a river from the spring in the highlands to the Sea far below. The hobbits listened with delight; and Frodo was glad in his heart, and blessed the kindly weather, because it delayed them from departing. The thought of going had been heavy upon him from the moment he awoke; but he guessed now that they would not go further that day.
当他们看着窗外的大雨时，楼上也像雨滴落下一般自然的传来金莓清朗的歌声。他们没办法听清楚每个字，不过却很自然的知道这是首歌颂雨水的歌曲；歌中描述着一条小溪从山间的泉水开始，一路流向大海的故事。哈比人们心满意足的听着。佛罗多打从心底感到高兴，感谢上天在此时降下这场及时雨，让他们可以不用马上离开。从一起床开始，再度踏上旅程的念头就像千斤重担一样压的他喘不过气来。幸好，从现在的情况看来，他们今天应该暂时不需要继续赶路。
The upper wind settled in the West and deeper and wetter clouds rolled up to spill their laden rain on the bare heads of the Downs. Nothing could be seen all round the house but falling water. Frodo stood near the open door and watched the white chalky path turn into a little river of milk and go bubbling away down into the valley. Tom Bombadil came trotting round the corner of the house, waving his arms as if he was warding off the rain — and indeed when he sprang over the threshold he seemed quite dry, except for his boots. These he took off and put in the chimney-corner. Then he sat in the largest chair and called the hobbits to gather round him.
西风暂时停息下来，更多浓密的乌云将雨水倾吐在绵延不绝的山丘上。屋子四周的景色都被笼罩在一片水幕当中。佛罗多坐在门口，看着门外的白色小径聚集了许多雨水，成为流向山谷的乳白色小溪。汤姆—庞巴迪从另一个方向绕了过来，边挥舞着手似乎想要遮挡雨水。而当他走进屋内时，全身上下也只有靴子是湿的。在他把靴子脱到烟囱旁之后，他拉了张最大的椅子坐下来，示意客人们都坐到他身边。
“This is Goldberry’s washing day,” he said, “and her autumn-cleaning. Too wet for hobbit-folk — let them rest while they are able! It’s a good day for long tales, for questions and for answers, so Tom will start the talking.”
“这是金莓梳洗的日子，”他说，“也是她洗净秋意的时机。对于哈比人来说太湿了些，赶快把握机会好好休息吧！今天很适合说故事、问问题和提出解答，就让汤姆先来起个头吧。”
He then told them many remarkable stories, sometimes half as if speaking to himself, sometimes looking at them suddenly with a bright blue eye under his deep brows. Often his voice would turn to song, and he would get out of his chair and dance about. He told them tales of bees and flowers, the ways of trees, and the strange creatures of the Forest, about the evil things and good things, things friendly and things unfriendly, cruel things and kind things, and secrets hidden under brambles.
接着，他讲述了许多精彩的故事，有些时候彷佛在自言自语，有时又突然用那双闪闪发光的蓝眼睛环视众人。他经常说着说着就离开位子，手舞足蹈的唱起歌来。他告诉他们关于蜜蜂和花朵的故事，树木生长的规律和森林中各色各样的奇怪生物，有善良也有邪恶的，有友善的也有敌视外人的，有残酷的生物，也有温和的生物，还有那些隐藏在竹林中不为外人所知的秘密。
As they listened, they began to understand the lives of the Forest, apart from themselves, indeed to feel themselves as the strangers where all other things were at home. Moving constantly in and out of his talk was Old Man Willow, and Frodo learned now enough to content him, indeed more than enough, for it was not comfortable lore. Tom’s words laid bare the hearts of trees and their thoughts, which were often dark and strange, and filled with a hatred of things that go free upon the earth, gnawing, biting, breaking, hacking, burning: destroyers and usurpers. It was not called the Old Forest without reason, for it was indeed ancient, a survivor of vast forgotten woods; and in it there lived yet, ageing no quicker than the hills, the fathers of the fathers of trees, remembering times when they were lords. The countless years had filled them with pride and rooted wisdom, and with malice. But none were more dangerous than the Great Willow: his heart was rotten, but his strength was green; and he was cunning, and a master of winds, and his song and thought ran through the woods on both sides of the river. His grey thirsty spirit drew power out of the earth and spread like fine root-threads in the ground, and invisible twig-fingers in the air, till it had under its dominion nearly all the trees of the Forest from the Hedge to the Downs.
慢慢的，他们开始了解森林中一切事物运行的道理，觉得自己的确和这个众多生物繁衍兴盛的地方格格不入。柳树老头一直不停在他的话题中出现，而佛罗多所知道的比他愿意知道的还要多；因为，这并不是个让人心安的故事。汤姆坦白直接的说出这些树木的思考模式：它们的思想不是一般生物可以理解的，这些老树对于在大地上自由行走的动物充满了怨恨。因为这些动物咬着、啮着、砍着、烧着，摧毁一切，打搅一切。这座森林被称老林不是没有道理的。它是一座远古森林的遗迹，在其中生长着无数个世代以来一直冷眼旁观的的老树，他们曾经历过树木统治一切的时代。这无数的岁月让它们充满了智慧和自豪，也充满了怨恨。这其中最可怕的就是那棵大柳树：它拥有一颗腐败的心，力量正值巅峰。它诡计多端、更能够掌握风云的变化；而它的思想和歌曲在河两岸不受阻拦的传递着。它那灰色的饥渴灵魂从大地吸取力量，在地底散布细密的网络，在空中伸张隐形的枝丫。最后，它将从高篱到古墓岗之间的森林全都纳为己有。
Suddenly Tom’s talk left the woods and went leaping up the young stream, over bubbling waterfalls, over pebbles and worn rocks, and among small flowers in close grass and wet crannies, wandering at last up on to the Downs. They heard of the Great Barrows, and the green mounds, and the stone-rings upon the hills and in the hollows among the hills. Sheep were bleating in flocks. Green walls and white walls rose. There were fortresses on the heights. Kings of little kingdoms fought together, and the young Sun shone like fire on the red metal of their new and greedy swords. There was victory and defeat; and towers fell, fortresses were burned, and flames went up into the sky. Gold was piled on the biers of dead kings and queens; and mounds covered them, and the stone doors were shut; and the grass grew over all. Sheep walked for a while biting the grass, but soon the hills were empty again. A shadow came out of dark places far away, and the bones were stirred in the mounds. Barrow-wights walked in the hollow places with a clink of rings on cold fingers, and gold chains in the wind.” Stone rings grinned out of the ground like broken teeth in the moonlight.
突然间，汤姆把话题从森林上带开，开始谈起清澈的小溪、水花四溅的瀑布、浑圆的卵石和怪石散布的河床，描述着绿草和山隙间的小花，最后，一路来到了绵延的山岗。他们聆听着这些翠绿山丘的过往，上面的巨石圈和之间的幽暗谷地。山羊成群结队的行动，绿色和白色的高墙纷纷建起。高地上有着居高临下的要塞。小国的国王彼此征战，烈日照在他们赤红的钢剑上，看着他们为贪婪所演出的戏码。有光荣的胜利，也有一败涂地的惨况。高塔倒下、要塞被焚，烈焰冲天、战火四处流窜。黄金堆放在亡故的国王和皇后的墓穴中，厚重的石门随之关上，荒湮蔓草盖过了一切。山羊在山岗上漫游吃草，随即又消失的无影无踪。远方魔影窜起，墓穴中的尸骨也开始騷动。带着戒指的古墓尸妖开始蠢动，在风中漫游着。在月光下，巨石圈变成了狞笑大嘴中的利牙。
The hobbits shuddered. Even in the Shire the rumour of the Barrow-wights of the Barrow-downs beyond the Forest had been heard. But it was not a tale that any hobbit liked to listen to, even by a comfortable fireside far away. These four now suddenly remembered what the joy of this house had driven from their minds: the house of Tom Bombadil nestled under the very shoulder of those dreaded hills. They lost the thread of his tale and shifted uneasily, looking aside at one another.
哈比人感到一阵寒意。即使在夏尔，他们都对古墓尸妖和古墓岗的传说有所耳闻。就算他们身处在远方的温暖火炉边，这也不是个适合打发时间的轻松故事。四人突然间想起了之前因此地的欢愉气氛而忘记的事情：汤姆—庞巴迪的屋子就座落在这些恐怖的山岗下。一时间四人面面相觑，再也无法专心倾听对方的故事。
When they caught his words again they found that he had now wandered into strange regions beyond their memory and beyond their waking thought, into limes when the world was wider, and the seas flowed straight to the western Shore; and still on and back Tom went singing out into ancient starlight, when only the Elf-sires were awake. Then suddenly he slopped, and they saw that he nodded as if he was falling asleep. The hobbits sat still before him, enchanted; and it seemed as if, under the spell of his words, the wind had gone, and the clouds had dried up, and the day had been withdrawn, and darkness had come from East and West, and all the sky was filled with the light of white stars.
等到他们回过神的时候，他的故事已经飘移到众人记忆和历史记载的奇异之境；当时这世界依旧宽广，大海直接奔流到西方海岸……但汤姆还是不停的述说下去，时光回到了那古老星光照耀的年代，只有精灵居住于这世界上的遥远过往。突然间，他停了下来，哈比人发现他不停的点头，似乎是睡着了。四个人动也不动的坐在他面前，无法挣脱那特殊的魔力；在他的歌声之下，风雨止息、云朵散去，天光暗去，黑暗从东西方席卷而来。天上，只剩下闪耀的星光。
“Eh, what?” said Tom sitting up, and his eyes glinting in the gloom. “Don’t you know my name yet? That’s the only answer. Tell me, who are you, alone, yourself and nameless? But you are young and I am old. Eldest, that’s what I am. Mark my words, my friends: Tom was here before the river and the trees; Tom remembers the first raindrop and the first acorn. He made paths before the Big People, and saw the little People arriving. He was here before the Kings and the graves and the Barrow-wights. When the Elves passed westward, Tom was here already, before the seas were bent. He knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless — before the Dark Lord came from Outside.”
“呃？什么？”汤姆坐直身子，双眼在一片迷蒙中闪烁着。“你不是已经知道我的名字了吗？这是唯一的答案。你是否能不用名字而介绍自己呢？我只能说你还年轻，我却已十分苍老。我是万物之中最年长的。朋友，记住我的话：在河流和树木出现之前，汤姆就已存在；汤姆看过第一滴雨水的落下，也目睹了第一颗橡实的成长。在大家伙到来之前他就已经在此地漫游，他更看着小家伙的抵达。在国王、墓穴和尸妖出现之前，他就已经在此落地生根。在精灵开始往西迁徙，在海洋移动之前，汤姆就已在此。他也曾渡过那在暗夜星光之下无所畏惧的年代，在那闇王从宇外出现之前的年代。”
“Who are you, Master?” he asked.
“大人，您到底是谁？”他问。
Whether the morning and evening of one day or of many days had passed Frodo could not tell. He did not feel either hungry or tired, only filled with wonder. The stars shone through the window and the silence of the heavens seemed to be round him. He spoke at last out of his wonder and a sudden fear of that silence:
佛罗多完全无法分辨现在到底是白天还是黑夜，抑或已经过了许多天。他一点也不觉得饥饿或疲倦，心中只是充满了不停转动的思绪。星光从窗户透射进来，寂静的苍穹彷佛将他包围。最后，他对这沉寂感到害怕，不由自主的说出内心的疑问：
A shadow seemed to pass by the window, and the hobbits glanced hastily through the panes. When they turned again, Goldberry stood in the door behind, framed in light. She held a candle, shielding its flame from the draught with her hand; and the light flowed through it, like sunlight through a white shell.
窗外似乎掠过一道陰影，哈比人们急忙转过头察看。当他们转回头时，浑身沐浴在光芒中的金莓就站在门口。她一手拿着蜡烛，一手护着蜡烛的火焰；蜡烛的光芒彷佛陽光照在白云上一般从她细白的指缝间流泄出。
Quickly he returned, bearing a large and laden tray. Then Tom and Goldberry set the table; and the hobbits sat half in wonder and half in laughter: so fair was the grace of Goldberry and so merry and odd the caperings of Tom. Yet in some fashion they seemed to weave a single dance, neither hindering the other, in and out of the room, and round about the table; and with great speed food and vessels and lights were set in order. The boards blazed with candles, white and yellow. Tom bowed to his guests. “Supper is ready,” said Goldberry; and now the hobbits saw that she was clothed all in silver with a white girdle, and her shoes were like fishes’ mail. But Tom was all in clean blue, blue as rain-washed forget-me-nots, and he had green stockings.
他很快就拿回一个又大又重的拖盘。两人接着又开始忙碌的布置餐桌。哈比人们又惊又喜的看着：金莓的一举手一投足都带着莫名的优雅，而汤姆的怪诞行径又是那么的欢欣鼓舞。即使如此，这两人的行动一如双人舞般配合的天衣无缝，对彼此丝毫没有妨碍。他们进进出出，绕着桌子行走，很快的就将食物、饮料跟照明布置好了。桌面上放置着许多黄色或是白色的蜡烛。汤姆向客人一鞠躬。“晚餐已备妥，”金莓说。哈比人们这才注意到她现在穿着一身银色的衣服，腰间是条白色的腰带，而鞋子则如同鱼鳞一样闪闪发亮。汤姆则是一身劲蓝，配着脚上的绿袜子。
“The rain has ended,” she said; “and new waters are running downhill, under the stars. Let us now laugh and be glad!”
“雨已经停了，”她说，“小溪也在星光下潺潺的奔流着。我们该高兴起来，大声欢笑！”
“And let us have food and drink!” cried Tom. “Long tales are thirsty. And long listening’s hungry work, morning, noon, and evening!” With that he jumped out of his chair, and with a bound took a candle from the chimney-shelf and lit it in the flame that Goldberry held; then he danced about the table. Suddenly he hopped through the door and disappeared.
“大伙还是赶快大吃大喝吧！”汤姆跟着大喊道。“这么长的故事让我口渴了。从早听到晚也该让人饥肠辘辘吧！”话一说完，他就从壁炉上取下蜡烛，从金莓的蜡烛上引火，一溜烟的跳出门外。
After they had eaten, Goldberry sang many songs for them, songs that began merrily in the hills and fell softly down into silence; and in the silences they saw in their minds pools and waters wider than any they had known, and looking into them they saw the sky below them and the stars like jewels in the depths. Then once more she wished them each good night and left them by the fireside. But Tom now seemed wide awake and plied them with questions.
在用完晚餐之后，金莓和他们合唱了许多首歌。这些歌曲的旋律从山顶欢乐的开始，温柔的潺潺流下，以若有所失的沉默做结。在这沉默中，他们眼前似乎浮现了无比清澈深邃的池水，天空的倒影和星辰在水面上闪动着宝石般的光芒。最后，如同前晚一样，她又再一次的向每个人道晚安，留下他们坐在炉火前。唯一不同的是，汤姆这次看来十分清醒，一连串问了他们许多问题。
It was a supper even better than before. The hobbits under the spell of Tom’s words may have missed one meal or many, but when the food was before them it seemed at least a week since they had eaten. They did not sing or even speak much for a while, and paid close attention to business. But after a time their hearts and spirit rose high again, and their voices rang out in mirth and laughter.
这顿晚餐甚至比前一顿还要丰富。在汤姆魔幻般的说书技巧之下，他们错过了很多顿饭；不过，当食物一上桌，他们腹里的馋虫就立刻醒了过来，让他们饿的如同一周没吃饭一样。这次他们专心一致的埋头苦干，没时间分神唱歌或是交谈。过了不久之后，他们才心满意足的开始大声谈笑。
He appeared already to know much about them and all their families, and indeed to know much of all the history and doings of the Shire down from days hardly remembered among the hobbits themselves. It no longer surprised them; but he made no secret that he owed his recent knowledge largely to Farmer Maggot, whom he seemed to regard as a person of more importance than they had imagined. “There’s earth under his old feet, and clay on his fingers; wisdom in his bones, and both his eyes are open,” said Tom. It was also clear that Tom had dealings with the Elves, and it seemed that in some fashion, news had reached him from Gildor concerning the flight of Frodo.
他似乎已经对他们的背景和家世了若指掌，甚至连他们在夏尔都不怎么记得的过往都一清二楚。他们对此并不感到惊讶，不过，对方也不隐瞒这都是从农夫马嘎身上知道的。而且，汤姆对这个人的看重超乎他们的想像。“他脚踏实地，手上沾着泥土，看过大风大浪，双眼也警醒的很，”汤姆说。很明显的，汤姆也和精灵打过交道；不知透过什么方式，他似乎也从吉尔多那边知道了佛罗多的行踪。
It seemed to grow larger as it lay for a moment on his big brown-skinned hand. Then suddenly he put it to his eye and laughed. For a second the hobbits had a vision, both comical and alarming, of his bright blue eye gleaming through a circle of gold. Then Tom put the Ring round the end of his little finger and held it up to the candlelight. For a moment the hobbits noticed nothing strange about this. Then they gasped. There was no sign of Tom disappearing!
当戒指放在他那双褐色的大手上时，似乎突然间增大许多。他将这戒指猛然举到眼前，开始哈哈大笑。有那么短短的一瞬间，哈比人们看到了一个让人不知该放松还是该担心的景象：他那蓝色的眼睛从戒指中闪动着异样的光芒。接着，汤姆将戒指对着烛火，把小指插进去。哈比人一时之间没有发现到有任何的变化，随即，他们都倒抽了一口冷气，汤姆竟然没有隐形。
Tom laughed again, and then he spun the Ring in the air — and it vanished with a flash. Frodo gave a cry — and Tom leaned forward and handed it back to him with a smile.
汤姆又再度大笑，将戒指往上一抛；它在一阵闪光中消失了。佛罗多低呼一声，汤姆靠向前，微笑着将戒指交还给他。
“Show me the precious Ring!” he said suddenly in the midst of the story: and Frodo, to his own astonishment, drew out the chain from his pocket, and unfastening the Ring handed it at once to Tom.
“让我看看这宝贵的戒指！”他突然间插嘴说道。佛罗多自己也不知道到底怎么一回事，竟然就这么乖乖的从口袋中掏出戒指，解开练子交给汤姆。
Indeed so much did Tom know, and so cunning was his questioning, that Frodo found himself telling him more about Bilbo and his own hopes and fears than he had told before even to Gandalf. Tom wagged his head up and down, and there was a glint in his eyes when he heard of the Riders.
汤姆真的知道很多，而他的问题更是刁钻直接；佛罗多发现自己对他透露了许多甚至没在甘道夫面前说出的恐惧和想法。汤姆不停的点头，当他听见黑骑士的时候眼中隐隐闪动着光芒。
Merry turned towards him to say something and gave a start, and checked an exclamation. Frodo was delighted (in a way): it was his own ring all right, for Merry was staring blankly at his chair, and obviously could not see him. He got up and crept quietly away from the fireside towards the outer door.
梅里转过头准备要和他说些什么，脸上却露出十分惊讶的表情。佛罗多觉得蛮高兴的：这的确是他的戒指，因为梅里一脸惊慌的瞪着他的位子，似乎什么也看不见。他站起来，悄悄远离壁炉，走向大门。
Frodo looked at it closely, and rather suspiciously (like one who has lent a trinket to a juggler). It was the same Ring, or looked the same and weighed the same: for that Ring had always seemed to Frodo to weigh strangely heavy in the hand. But something prompted him to make sure. He was perhaps a trifle annoyed with Tom for seeming to make so light of what even Gandalf thought so perilously important. He waited for an opportunity, when the talk was going again, and Tom was telling an absurd story about badgers and their queer ways — then he slipped the Ring on.
佛罗多仔细的看着那戒指，心中有些怀疑（就像是把珠宝借给魔术师的人一样）。是同样的一枚戒指，至少外表和重量感觉起来是一样的。魔戒每次在佛罗多手中都会让他觉得格外沉重。不过，似乎有什么力量让他想要额外再确认一下。他似乎对于汤姆将甘道夫视若珍宝的魔戒等闲视之感到有些不高兴。随着谈话的继续，他一直想找个机会测试一下这宝物。汤姆正好在描述森林中野獾的行为，他立刻抓准机会把魔戒套上。
“Hey there!” cried Tom, glancing towards him with a most seeing look in his shining eyes. “Hey! Come Frodo, there! Where be you a-going? Old Tom Bombadil’s not as blind as that yet. Take off your golden ring! Your hand’s more fair without it. Come back! Leave your game and sit down beside me! We must talk a while more, and think about the morning. Tom must teach the right road, and keep your feet from wandering.”
“嘿！等等！”汤姆的双眼闪动着逼人的精光。“嘿！佛罗多，喂！你要去哪里？汤姆—庞巴迪可还没有老到眼睛看不见哪！拿下你的金戒指！你的双手没有那戒指会更漂亮些。快回来！别闹了，乖乖的坐在我身边！我们得要再多谈些，好好想想明早该怎么办。汤姆得要告诉你们要怎么走，免得又迷路了。”
Frodo laughed (trying to feel pleased), and taking off the Ring he came and sat down again. Tom now told them that he reckoned the Sun would shine tomorrow, and it would be a glad morning, and setting out would be hopeful. But they would do well to start early; for weather in that country was a thing that even Tom could not be sure of for long, and it would change sometimes quicker than he could change his jacket. “I am no weather-master,” he said; “nor is aught that goes on two legs.”
佛罗多笑了（他试着觉得好过一些），脱下了魔戒，坐回原来的位置上。汤姆现在告诉他们，他认为明天将会出太陽，会是个很晴朗的早晨，非常适合赶路。不过，他们明天得要一早就走，因为附近的天气连汤姆都不太有把握，可能瞬息数变。“我可不是天气预报大师，”他说，“两条腿走路的家伙都不应该有这种能耐。”
By his advice they decided to make nearly due North from his house, over the western and lower slopes of the Downs: they might hope in that way to strike the East Road in a day’s journey, and avoid the Barrows. He told them not to be afraid — but to mind their own business.
在他的建议之下，一行人决定从他的住所往北走，沿着西边较为低矮的山岗前进。如此一来，他们可能在一天之内就可以踏上东方大道，也可以避开古墓。他告诉他们不要多想，只管赶路就好。
“Keep to the green grass. Don’t you go a-meddling with old stone or cold Wights or prying in their houses, unless you be strong folk with hearts that never falter!” He said this more than once; and he advised them to pass barrows by on the west-side, if they chanced to stray near one. Then he taught them a rhyme to sing, if they should by ill-luck fall into any danger or difficulty the next day.
“走在草地上。千万别和那些岩石、尸妖打交道，更别打搅它们的居所，除非你们的胆子大的跟熊一样！”这句话他强调了不只一次，更建议他们万一不慎靠近这地方，最好从西边越过这些古墓。然后，他还教导他们一个曲调，如果第二天遇到不幸的状况时就要立刻唱出来。
Ho! Tom Bombadil, Tom Bombadillo!
呵！汤姆—庞巴迪，汤姆—庞巴迪啦！
Come, Tom Bombadil, for our need is near us!
快来，汤姆—庞巴迪，我们需要你的帮助！
By fire, sun and moon, harken now and hear us!
如火焰、如烈日、如月亮，倾听我们的呼唤！
By water, wood and hill, by the reed and willow,
在水边、在林中在山上，在草旁和柳树下，
When they had sung this altogether after him, he clapped them each on the shoulder with a laugh, and taking candles led them back to their bedroom.
在每个人都跟着唱了一遍之后，他拍拍大伙的肩膀，若无其事的将众人领回卧房去。
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