The vision melted into waking; and there was Tom whistling like a tree-full of birds; and the sun was already slanting down the hill and through the open window. Outside everything was green and pale gold.
当他醒来的时候，这景象和窗外的影像融为一体，汤姆使劲的吹着口哨，声音可比满树的黄莺；太陽早已爬上斜坡，将光芒从窗户斜射进屋内。屋外满山的翠绿都沐浴在金黄的陽光下。
That night they heard no noises. But either in his dreams or out of them, he could not tell which, Frodo heard a sweet singing running in his mind; a song that seemed to come like a pale light behind a grey rain-curtain, and growing stronger to turn the veil all to glass and silver, until at last it was rolled back, and a far green country opened before him under a swift sunrise.
这一夜，他们再也没有听到任何的怪声。不过，有首甜美的歌谣一直在佛罗多耳边萦绕，让他无法确定这是来自梦中还是现实世界。这首歌彷佛是在雨幕后的灰光，曲调越变越强，把那水幕全都转成如幻似真的水晶玻璃；最后，它才慢慢的退却，让日出的光芒照亮一片青翠的大地。
After breakfast, which they again ate alone, they made ready to say farewell, as nearly heavy of heart as was possible on such a morning: cool, bright, and clean under a washed autumn sky of thin blue. The air came fresh from the North-west. Their quiet ponies were almost frisky, sniffing and moving restlessly. Tom came out of the house and waved his hat and danced upon the doorstep, bidding the hobbits to get up and be off and go with good speed.
在个别用完早餐之后，他们准备要向主人道别。在这一切欣欣向荣，天空蓝的彷佛水洗过一般的早晨，他们的心情却沉重不已。西北方吹来一阵清新的凉风。他们的座骑摇晃着身体，彷佛迫不及待要在野外奔驰。汤姆走到屋外，挥舞着帽子，在门廊上手舞足蹈，示意哈比人不要再拖延，应该赶快出发。
“Goldberry!” he cried. “My fair lady, clad all in silver green! We have never said farewell to her, nor seen her since the evening!” He was so distressed that he turned back; but at that moment a clear call came rippling down. There on the hill-brow she stood beckoning to them: her hair was flying loose, and as it caught the sun it shone and shimmered. A light like the glint of water on dewy grass flashed from under her feet as she danced.
“金莓小姐！”他大喊着。“那位穿着一身银绿的美女，我们从昨天晚上以后就没见过她，更忘记和她道别了！”他沮丧的准备转头回去，就在那一刻，如银铃般的呼唤从山上传了下来。她正站在山脊上对他们挥着手：她的秀发飞舞，在陽光的照耀下闪闪发亮。当她移动步履的时候，脚下的草地似乎闪耀着洁净的露水。
They rode off along a path that wound away from behind the house, and went slanting up towards the north end of the hill-brow under which it sheltered. They had just dismounted to lead their ponies up the last steep slope, when suddenly Frodo stopped.
一行人骑着马，沿着屋后的小径往山丘的北边山脊前进。正当众人牵着马匹准备越过最后一道斜坡时，佛罗多突然停下了脚步。
They hastened up the last slope, and stood breathless beside her. They bowed, but with a wave of her arm she bade them look round; and they looked out from the hill-top over lands under the morning. It was now as clear and far-seen as it had been veiled and misty when they stood upon the knoll in the Forest, which could now be seen rising pale and green out of the dark trees in the West. In that direction the land rose in wooded ridges, green, yellow, russet under the sun, beyond which lay hidden the valley of the Brandywine. To the South, over the line of the Withywindle, there was a distant glint like pale glass where the Brandywine River made a great loop in the lowlands and flowed away out of the knowledge of the hobbits. Northward beyond the dwindling downs the land ran away in flats and swellings of grey and green and pale earth-colours, until it faded into a featureless and shadowy distance. Eastward the Barrow-downs rose, ridge behind ridge into the morning, and vanished out of eyesight into a guess: it was no more than a guess of blue and a remote white glimmer blending with the hem of the sky, but it spoke to them, out of memory and old tales, of the high and distant mountains.
众人匆匆爬上最后一道斜坡，气喘吁吁的站在她身边。他们向女主人鞠躬道别，她双手一摆，示意他们看着眼前晨光下的景象。之前被笼罩在浓雾层层面纱中的森林现在也卸下了伪装，展现出它的真面目。西边的大地长满了各式各样的树木，在陽光下显得蓬勃繁盛，烈酒河河谷则是隐身在这浓密的森林后。往南方看去，在越过柳条河后，烈酒河转了个大弯，绕过一块低地，流出哈比人的疆域之外。北边则是一望无际的丘陵起伏，青绿和褐色的区块交杂其间，一直绵延到极目所及的天边。东边则是连绵不断的古墓岗，阻挡了所有的视线。众人勉力望去，只能看见天际一片白茫茫的影像流转，远古的传说对他们述说着遥远彼端的高山峻岭。
Goldberry spoke to them and recalled their eyes and thoughts. “Speed now, fair guests!” she said. “And hold to your purpose! North with the wind in the left eye and a blessing on your footsteps! Make haste while the Sun shines!” And to Frodo she said: “Farewell, Elf-friend, it was a merry meeting!”
金莓开口唤回他们的注意力。“快走吧，可爱的客人！”她说。“朝你们的目标前进。朝北走，让风一直吹在你的左眼，定可以顺利的前进！趁着天色还亮的时候赶快赶路！”她接着对佛罗多说：“再会了，精灵之友，很高兴能和你见面！”
They took a deep draught of the air, and felt that a skip and a few stout strides would bear them wherever they wished. It seemed fainthearted to go jogging aside over the crumpled skirts of the downs towards the Road, when they should be leaping, as lusty as Tom, over the stepping stones of the hills straight towards the Mountains.
他们深深吸了一口气，起了一种彷佛腾云驾雾，可以去到任何地方的错觉。即使是沿着古墓岗一路慢跑到东方大道上也显得轻松无比，他们甚至认为该模仿汤姆一样蹦蹦跳跳的一路冲向远方的高山。
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.
张口结舌的佛罗多说不出话来。他深深一鞠躬，骑上小马，和朋友们一起策马步下眼前平缓的斜坡。慢慢的，汤姆的屋子、山谷以及整座森林都消失在视线以外。在两边青绿山丘所构成的高墙之间，空气渐渐变得温暖起来，怡人的青草气味也毫不吝惜的飘汤在风中。当他们走到山谷底时，回头看见金莓的身影。她小小的身影看来像是陽光下的一朵小白花。她对着他们伸出双手送行。接着，她最后的道别声随着秋风传来，在众人的目送之下，金莓转身消失在山丘后。
Their way wound along the floor of the hollow, and round the green feet of a steep hill into another deeper and broader valley, and then over the shoulder of further hills, and down their long limbs, and up their smooth sides again, up on to new hill-tops and down into new valleys. There was no tree nor any visible water: it was a country of grass and short springy turf, silent except for the whisper of the air over the edges of the land, and high lonely cries of strange birds. As they journeyed the sun mounted, and grew hot. Each time they climbed a ridge the breeze seemed to have grown less. When they caught a glimpse of the country westward the distant Forest seemed to be smoking, as if the fallen rain was steaming up again from leaf and root and mould. A shadow now lay round the edge of sight, a dark haze above which the upper sky was like a blue cap, hot and heavy.
他们沿着谷底曲折的道路不停前进，绕过一个陡峭的山丘，进入另一个较为宽广的山谷。接着他们又越过更远处的山丘，爬上山坡，在谷地和丘陵之间上上下下的奔波。眼前没有任何的树木或溪流：这是个遍地青草的乡间，唯一的声响来自于微风的吹拂和孤鸟的鸣叫。太陽越升越高，温度也开始跟着爬升。他们每爬上一座山丘，凉风似乎就越来越少。远方的森林这时冒出冉冉的蒸汽，好像正在把之前的大雨吐回天际一样。极目所及的天空一片晴朗，只有远方有着些许的云朵。
About mid-day they came to a hill whose top was wide and flattened, like a shallow saucer with a green mounded rim. Inside there was no air stirring, and the sky seemed near their heads. They rode across and looked northwards. Then their hearts rose, for it seemed plain that they had come further already than they had expected. Certainly the distances had now all become hazy and deceptive, but there could be no doubt that the Downs were coming to an end. A long valley lay below them winding away northwards, until it came to an opening between two steep shoulders. Beyond, there seemed to be no more hills. Due north they faintly glimpsed a long dark line. That is a line of trees,” said Merry, “and that must mark the Road. All along it for many leagues east of the Bridge there are trees growing. Some say they were planted in the old days.”
在中午不久，他们来到了一座有着平坦山顶的小丘。丘顶有点类似镶着绿边的浅碟。浅碟内一点风也没有，毒辣的太陽更直射其中。他们被迫只得站在碟缘，往北边打量距离。他们这才发现这次的跋涉比预期的要顺利许多；虽然远处的景色在酷热的太陽照耀下反而显得有些模糊，但他们依旧看出这连绵的丘陵已经快要结束了。他们脚下是一座细长的山谷，一路穿过两座陡峭的山丘，最后来到一块宽阔的平原。在平原之外就没有任何的地势起伏了。再往更北边看去，他们可以依稀看见一条长长的黑线。“那应该是一排树，”梅里说，“一定就是东方大道了。从烈酒桥往东一路走去，有好几十哩路旁都长满了树。有些人说那是古代人们留下的痕迹。”
That view was somehow disquieting; so they turned from the sight and went down into the hollow circle. In the midst of it there stood a single stone, standing tall under the sun above, and at this hour casting no shadow. It was shapeless and yet significant: like a landmark, or a guarding finger, or more like a warning. But they were now hungry, and the sun was still at the fearless noon; so they set their backs against the east side of the stone. It was cool, as if the sun had had no power to warm it; but at that time this seemed pleasant. There they took food and drink, and made as good a noon-meal under the open sky as anyone could wish; for the food came from “down under Hill”. Tom had provided them with plenty for the comfort of the day. Their ponies unburdened strayed upon the grass.
这景象不知为何让人感到不安，他们刻意避开它，走回洼地的中心。那里矗立着一块高耸的岩石，在直射的烈日底下没有投射出任何的陰影。虽然那块岩石的形状并不特殊，但它所处的位置却让人很难忽略它。它像是个地标，或是个守卫，更像根警告的手指。不过，众人肚子都饿了，现在也还是日正当中的时刻，应该没什么好害怕的。因此一行人卸下背包靠着岩石东面放好。岩石的表面有些冰凉，彷佛连太陽都无力温暖它；在这时，大家还觉得这是个不错的好运。他们拿出食物和饮水，在烈日之下大吃大嚼，尽情享受山下带来的午餐。汤姆慷慨的送给他们很多食物，让他们今天可以没有后顾之忧的填饱肚子。卸下重担的小马则是在草地上悠闲的啃着青草。
“Splendid!” said Frodo. “If we make as good going this afternoon as we have done this morning, we shall have left the Downs before the Sun sets and be jogging on in search of a camping place.” But even as he spoke he turned his glance eastwards, and he saw that on that side the hills were higher and looked down upon them; and all those hills were crowned with green mounds, and on some were standing stones, pointing upwards like jagged teeth out of green gums.
“太好了！”佛罗多说。“如果我们下午的进度能和早上一样顺利，那么天黑前就可以离开这丘陵区，可以开始寻找适合宿营的地点了。”话虽这样说，他还是忍不住往东方看去。那边的山丘都远比这边高的多，用着有敌意的态度俯视着他们。那些山丘顶上都有着绿色的圆丘，有些还有竖立的岩石，像是从绿色牙龈中伸出的参差利齿。
Riding over the hills, and eating their fill, the warm sun and the scent of turf, lying a little too long, stretching out their legs and looking at the sky above their noses: these things are, perhaps, enough to explain what happened. However, that may be: they woke suddenly and uncomfortably from a sleep they had never meant to take.
在山丘间跋涉了一上午之后，饱餐一顿，再加上暖洋洋的日光和青草的芬芳催化，大家放松了心情，伸出小脚，看着蔚蓝的天空。接下来发生的事情似乎是很自然的：他们睡着了。四个人不约而同的从这意外的午睡中不安的醒来。
The standing stone was cold, and it cast a long pale shadow that stretched eastward over them. The sun, a pale and watery yellow, was gleaming through the mist just above the west wall of the hollow in which they lay; north, south, and east, beyond the wall the fog was thick, cold and white. The air was silent, heavy and chill. Their ponies were standing crowded together with their heads down.
那块岩石依旧冰冷，朝向东方投射出懒洋洋的影子。快要落到浅碟边的太陽在渐起的大雾中显得有气无力。冰冷、厚重的白雾将整个山顶包围起来，四周弥漫着沉重的气氛，毫无声响的荒野更让人内心不安。原先生气勃勃的小马现在都聚拢在一起，头低低的不敢动弹。
The hobbits sprang to their feet in alarm, and ran to the western rim. They found that they were upon an island in the fog. Even as they looked out in dismay towards the setting sun, it sank before their eyes into a white sea, and a cold grey shadow sprang up in the East behind. The fog rolled up to the walls and rose above them, and as it mounted it bent over their heads until it became a roof: they were shut in a hall of mist whose central pillar was the standing stone.
哈比人们警觉的跳了起来，跑向西边打探状况。众人这才发现自己彷佛被困在迷雾之海中的孤岛上。不知如何是好的哈比人束手无策的看着太陽落入雾海之中，东方也跟着窜出诡异的灰色陰影。浓雾溢过浅碟边，滚到他们头上，把众人包围在一个以石柱为顶的封闭领域中。
Soon they were leading their ponies in single file over the rim and down the long northward slope of the hill, down into a foggy sea. As they went down the mist became colder and damper, and their hair hung lank and dripping on their foreheads. When they reached the bottom it was so cold that they halted and got out cloaks and hoods, which soon became bedewed with grey drops. Then, mounting their ponies, they went slowly on again, feeling their way by the rise and fall of the ground. They were steering, as well as they could guess, for the gate-like opening at the far northward end of the long valley which they had seen in the morning. Once they were through the gap, they had only lo keep on in anything like a straight line and they were bound in the end to strike the Road. Their thoughts did not go beyond that, except for a vague hope that perhaps away beyond the Downs there might be no fog.
很快的，他们就牵着小马一个接一个的越过浅碟边缘，朝北走下斜坡，踏进雾海之中。随着他们的深入，四周的雾气变得越来越湿、越来越冷。每个人的头发都贴在前额上，不住的滴水。当他们终于来到谷底时，天气已经冷的让他们不得不拿出连帽斗篷穿上。不久之后，连斗篷都因为吸了太多雾气而开始不停滴水。最后，他们骑上马，靠着地势的起伏判断方向，开始缓慢前进。他们试图摸索着走到之前所看到通往平原的隘口。一旦他们通过了那隘口，就只需要直直朝北走，终究会走上东方大道的。他们不敢再多想之后的行程，只能抱着微薄的希望暗自祈祷丘陵区之外不要再有浓雾。
They felt as if a trap was closing about them; but they did not quite lose heart. They still remembered the hopeful view they had had of the line of the Road ahead, and they still knew in which direction it lay. In any case, they now had so great a dislike for that hollow place about the stone that no thought of remaining there was in their minds. They packed up as quickly as their chilled fingers would work.
他们觉得好像有个陷阱正在悄悄收拢，但这景象并不足以让他们灰心。他们还记得之前看到的路况，也还知道该往那个方向走。事实上，这个地方开始让他们觉得毛骨悚然，根本不想要多停留一分一秒。众人用快要冻僵的手指飞快的收拾行李，准备离开。
“Come on! Follow me!” he called back over his shoulder, and he hurried forward. But his hope soon changed to bewilderment and alarm. The dark patches grew darker, but they shrank; and suddenly he saw, towering ominous before him and leaning slightly towards one another like the pillars of a headless door, two huge standing stones. He could not remember having seen any sign of these in the valley, when he looked out from the hill in the morning. He had passed between them almost before he was aware: and even as he did so darkness seemed to fall round him. His pony reared and snorted, and he fell off. When he looked back he found that he was alone: the others had not followed him.
“快！跟我来！”他回头大喊，边策马向前奔驰。可是，他满腔的希望瞬即化成了泡影。眼前的黑影开始渐渐清晰，但却不是他所想像的出口。两根微微弯曲的高大石柱构成了一个没有门廊的黑暗大门。他不记得曾经从高处看到任何类似的景色。在他来得及仔细思索之前，他就已经越过了这两根石柱，无边无际的黑暗开始将他淹没。他的座骑不住的后退，发出惊慌的嘶叫声。佛罗多一个不稳，从马上落了下来。他随即打量着四周，却找不到其他人的踪影。
Their going was very slow. To prevent their getting separated and wandering in different directions they went in file, with Frodo leading. Sam was behind him, and after him came Pippin, and then Merry. The valley seemed to stretch on endlessly. Suddenly Frodo saw a hopeful sign. On either side ahead a darkness began to loom through the mist; and he guessed that they were at last approaching the gap in the hills, the north-gate of the Barrow-downs. If they could pass that, they would be free.
他们行进的速度极为缓慢。为了避免在大雾中迷途，佛罗多领着一行人列队往前走。山姆走在他后面，在那之后是皮聘，然后是梅里。山谷似乎无尽的往前延伸，永远也走不完。突然间，佛罗多看到了一丝希望。道路两旁的山势开始穿破浓雾，缓缓上升。他猜测这应该就是之前苦苦盼望的隘口，也就是古墓岗的北边出口。只要走出这个隘口，他们就可以放心的休息。
There was no answer. Fear took him, and he ran back past the stones shouting wildly: “Sam! Sam! Merry! Pippin!” The pony bolted into the mist and vanished. From some way off, or so it seemed, he thought he heard a cry: “Hoy! Frodo! Hoy!” It was away eastward, on his left as he stood under the great stones, staring and straining into the gloom. He plunged off in the direction of the call, and found himself going steeply uphill.
四周没有任何的回音。他开始感到恐惧，在巨大的岩石间奔跑，边狂乱的喊叫着：“山姆！山姆！梅里！皮聘！”小马拔腿奔进迷雾中，就此消失。他觉得似乎从一段距离之外传来了：“嘿！佛罗多！喂！”的叫声。那声音来自东方，他着急的站在岩石间，试图搞清楚自己的方向。一确定那声音是在左边之后，他立刻拔足狂奔，冲上一座十分陡峭的山坡。
“Sam!” he called. “Pippin! Merry! Come along! Why don’t you keep up?”
“山姆！”他大喊着。“皮聘！梅里！快过来！你们怎么没有跟上来？”
As he struggled on he called again, and kept on calling more and more frantically; but he heard no answer for some time, and then it seemed faint and far ahead and high above him. “Frodo! Hoy!” came the thin voices out of the mist: and then a cry that sounded like help, help! often repeated, ending with a last help! that trailed off into a long wail suddenly cut short. He stumbled forward with all the speed he could towards the cries; but the light was now gone, and clinging night had closed about him, so that it was impossible to be sure of any direction. He seemed all the time to be climbing up and up.
他一边奔跑，一边扯开嗓门大喊。有很长的一段时间没有任何回应，当微弱的回音再度出现时，似乎是来自更高更远的地方。“佛罗多！喂！”那微弱的声音穿越迷雾飘过来。突然，“救命！救命！”的喊声取代了之前的话声，最后一声拖长的的“救命！”十分凄厉的嘎然而止。佛罗多立刻使尽全身力气奔向那惨叫的源头；可是，原先微弱的光线已经消失了，墨黑的夜色将他紧紧包围，根本完全无法分辨方向。他只知道自己一直不停的往上爬。
“Where are you?” he cried out miserably.
“你们到哪里去了？”他无助的大喊。
Only the change in the level of the ground at his feet told him when he at last came to the top of a ridge or hill. He was weary, sweating and yet chilled. It was wholly dark.
最后，地势终于改变，佛罗多这才知道自己到了某个山脊或是山顶。他累的浑身冒汗，却打从心里感到一阵恶寒。周围一片漆黑。
There was no reply. He stood listening. He was suddenly aware that it was getting very cold, and that up here a wind was beginning to blow, an icy wind. A change was coming in the weather. The mist was flowing past him now in shreds and tatters. His breath was smoking, and the darkness was less near and thick. He looked up and saw with surprise that faint stars were appearing overhead amid the strands of hurrying cloud and fog. The wind began to hiss over the grass.
没有任何的回应。他侧耳倾听任何一丝一毫的声响。佛罗多这才意识到天气变得十分寒冷，身旁开始吹起了刺骨的寒风。天气起了变化。原先浓密的雾气被强风吹的残破不堪。从他嘴里呼出的热气成了白蒙蒙的水蒸气，四周也不再那么黑暗。佛罗多抬起头，惊讶的发现稀疏的星斗出现在翻滚的雾气和云朵之间。强风吹过草地，开始发出呼啸声。
He imagined suddenly that he caught a muffled cry, and he made towards it; and even as he went forward the mist was rolled up and thrust aside, and the starry sky was unveiled. A glance showed him that he was now facing southwards and was on a round hill-top, which he must have climbed from the north. Out of the east the biting wind was blowing. To his right there loomed against the westward stars a dark black shape. A great barrow stood there.
他觉得好像听见了一声含糊的叫喊声，连忙赶向那方向。随着他的脚步，迷雾开始渐渐散开，满天的星斗也都露出了面孔。从星座的排列，他判断自己正往南边走；由于目前自己身在一个圆丘顶上，刚刚一定是从北边爬上来的。冷冽的寒风毫不留情的从东方吹来，一团巨大的黑影猛然出现在西方的星空下。那是一座巨大的墓穴。
“Where are you?” he cried again, both angry and afraid.
“你们在哪里？”他又怒又怕的大喊。
When he came to himself again, for a moment he could recall nothing except a sense of dread. Then suddenly he knew that he was imprisoned, caught hopelessly; he was in a barrow.
当他再度清醒时，有一瞬间脑子一片空白，只记得充斥心中的无边恐惧。随即他想起自己已经陷入了无法逃脱的牢笼中：他被抓进了古墓。
“Here!” said a voice, deep and cold, that seemed to come out of the ground. “I am waiting for you!”
“在这里！”一个深邃、冰冷，彷佛来自地底的声音回答。“我在等你！”
A Barrow-wight had taken him, and he was probably already under the dreadful spells of the Barrow-wights about which whispered tales spoke. He dared not move, but lay as he found himself: flat on his back upon a cold stone with his hands on his breast.
他被古墓尸妖抓住，带进这里来。佛罗多认为自己多半已经在传说中尸妖的魔力控制之下，因此动也不敢动。虽然已经清醒过来，但他还是保持着双手交叠在胸前的姿势，躺在冰冷的地板上。
“No!” said Frodo; but he did not run away. His knees gave, and he fell on the ground. Nothing happened, and there was no sound. Trembling he looked up, in time to see a tall dark figure like a shadow against the stars. It leaned over him. He thought there were two eyes, very cold though lit with a pale light that seemed to come from some remote distance. Then a grip stronger and colder than iron seized him. The icy touch froze his bones, and he remembered no more.
“才不是！”佛罗多回答，但他并没有逃开。他膝盖一软，跪了下来。四周万籁俱寂，所有的声响彷佛都被某种力量给遮蔽。他浑身发抖的抬起头，正好看见一个高大的黑影，衬着星光悄无声息的出现。那黑影低头看着他。他认为自己看见了一双眼睛，那双冰冷的眼睛中散发着似乎来自远方的微弱光芒。接着，一双比钢铁还坚硬、比冰霜更寒冷的手攫住他。一股寒气直透骨髓，他跟着失去了意识。
As he lay there, thinking and getting a hold of himself, he noticed all at once that the darkness was slowly giving way: a pale greenish light was growing round him. It did not at first show him what kind of a place he was in, for the light seemed to be coming out of himself, and from the floor beside him, and had not yet reached the roof or wall. He turned, and there in the cold glow he saw lying beside him Sam, Pippin, and Merry. They were on their backs, and their faces looked deathly pale; and they were clad in white. About them lay many treasures, of gold maybe, though in that light they looked cold and unlovely. On their heads were circlets, gold chains were about their waists, and on their fingers were many rings. Swords lay by their sides, and shields were at their feet. But across their three necks lay one long naked sword.
当他正力图自持，恢复镇定的时候，他注意到四周缓缓亮起了诡异的绿光。一开始，他无法透过这微弱的光芒看清周围的环境。这光线彷佛是从他身体内和周遭的地板溢出的，而这股光芒尚未照亮天花板。他转过头，在这冷光中发现山姆、皮聘和梅里就躺在他身边。他们的脸色死白，身上披着白色的丧衣。三个人的身边有着数不尽的金银珠宝，但在这邪异光芒的照耀下，一切的美丽都失去了魅力。他们头上带着宝冠，腰间系着金链，手上戴着许多枚戒指。他们的手边放着宝剑，脚前置着盾牌。三人的颈上则是架着一柄出鞘的利剑。
But though his fear was so great that it seemed to be part of the very darkness that was round him, he found himself as he lay thinking about Bilbo Baggins and his stories, of their jogging along together in the lanes of the Shire and talking about roads and adventures.
他的恐惧如同周围的黑暗一样挥之不去，紧紧的将他环抱。但这还是无法阻止他想起比尔博和他的冒险故事，回忆起两人在夏尔散步，边聊着冒险和旅途的传奇。
There is a seed of courage hidden (often deeply, it is true) in the heart of the fattest and most timid hobbit, wailing for some final and desperate danger to make it grow. Frodo was neither very fat nor very timid; indeed, though he did not know it, Bilbo (and Gandalf) had thought him the best hobbit in the Shire. He thought he had come to the end of his adventure, and a terrible end, but the thought hardened him. He found himself stiffening, as if for a final spring; he no longer felt limp like a helpless prey.
根据传说，即使是最肥胖、懦弱的哈比人心中也深埋着勇气的种子，等待着关键的绝望时刻方才萌芽。佛罗多既不肥胖，更不懦弱。他所不知道的是，比尔博（包括甘道夫），都认为他是夏尔地区最优秀的哈比人。他一心只认为自己已经来到了旅程的终点，即将面临恐怖的结局。但这念头却让他更加坚强，他浑身肌肉紧绷，准备最后一搏，不再像之前一样听天由命的瘫在地板上。
and cold be sleep under stone:
陰风惨惨地底眠：
Suddenly a song began: a cold murmur, rising and falling. The voice seemed far away and immeasurably dreary, sometimes high in the air and thin, sometimes like a low moan from the ground. Out of the formless stream of sad but horrible sounds, strings of words would now and again shape themselves: grim, hard, cold words, heartless and miserable. The night was railing against the morning of which it was bereaved, and the cold was cursing the warmth for which it hungered. Frodo was chilled to the marrow. After a while the song became clearer, and with dread in his heart he perceived that it had changed into an incantation:
一首冰冷的曲调突如其来的开始了。那声音似远似近，极端的飘忽不定；有时尖利的如同在云端飘汤，有时又低沉的彷佛来自地底。在这一连串断续的音调中有着哀伤恐怖的蕴涵。这些字眼直接了当地传达了歌者的感受：严厉、冰冷、无情、悲惨。夜色在这恸嚎下彷若水波一般起了涟漪，冰冷的生命诅咒着永无机会获得的暖意。佛罗多感到寒意直透骨髓。不久之后，那歌曲渐渐变得清晰，害怕的佛罗多终于能明白的一字一句听见这诅咒：
Cold be hand and heart and bone,
心手尸骨尽皆寒，
never, till the Sun fails and the Moon is dead.
需待日灭月亦冥。
In the black wind the stars shall die,
星斗俱湮黑风起，
and still on gold here let them lie,
魂飞魄散宝山里，
never mare to wake on stony bed,
倒卧石床不得醒，
till the dark lord lifts his hand
静候闇王魔掌引，
He heard behind his head a creaking and scraping sound. Raising himself on one arm he looked, and saw now in the pale light that they were in a kind of passage which behind them turned a corner. Round the corner a long arm was groping, walking on its fingers towards Sam, who was lying nearest, and towards the hilt of the sword that lay upon him.
他接着听见地板传来搔爬的声音。他用一只手撑起身子，在那苍白的光芒中看清楚众人身在一道长长的走廊上，不远处是一个转角。一只细长的手臂靠着手指移动，一路爬向最靠近他的山姆，眼看就要抓住他脖子上的那把利剑。
over dead sea and withered land.
尽掌死海绝地顶。
But the courage that had been awakened in him was now too strong: he could not leave his friends so easily. He wavered, groping in his pocket, and then fought with himself again; and as he did so the arm crept nearer. Suddenly resolve hardened in him, and he seized a short sword that lay beside him, and kneeling he stooped low over the bodies of his companions. With what strength he had he hewed at the crawling arm near the wrist, and the hand broke off; but at the same moment the sword splintered up to the hilt. There was a shriek and the light vanished. In the dark there was a snarling noise.
可是，之前在他心中苏醒的勇气强到让人无法抵抗：他不能就这样舍弃朋友！他的决心开始动摇，双手在口袋外挣扎着。在此同时，那只手臂依旧毫不留情的逼近。最后，他终于下定了决心，一个翻身扑在同伴的身体上。他接着鼓起余勇，一剑将那手臂齐腕砍断，那柄利剑也跟着从剑柄处断成两半。墓穴中传来一声尖叫，诡异的光芒立刻消失。黑暗中传来怒气冲冲的咆哮声。
At first Frodo felt as if he had indeed been turned into stone by the incantation. Then a wild thought of escape came to him. He wondered if he put on the Ring, whether the Barrow-wight would miss him, and he might find some way out. He thought of himself running free over the grass, grieving for Merry, and Sam, and Pippin, but free and alive himself. Gandalf would admit that there had been nothing else he could do.
一开始佛罗多觉得自己被那诅咒之音给化成了石头，动弹不得。接着，他脑中突如其来的出现了一个念头。如果他戴上魔戒，古墓尸妖是否会找不到他，进而让他逃出生天？他脑中浮现了自己在草原上奔逃，悼念梅里、山姆和皮聘的景象；但至少他保住了自己的小命！即使甘道夫也必须承认这是唯一的选择。
Ho! Tom Bombadil, Tom Bombadillo!
呵！汤姆—庞巴迪，汤姆—庞巴迪啦！
Frodo fell forward over Merry, and Merry’s face felt cold. All at once back into his mind, from which it had disappeared with the first coming of the fog, came the memory of the house down under the Hill, and of Tom singing. He remembered the rhyme that Tom had taught them. In a small desperate voice he began: Ho! Tom Bombadil! and with that name his voice seemed to grow strong: it had a full and lively sound, and the dark chamber echoed as if to drum and trumpet.
佛罗多趴在梅里身上，感觉他浑身冰凉。他突然回想起在大雾起后就消失在他脑中的景象：那座山下的小屋，汤姆欢快的歌声。他记起了汤姆教导他们的歌谣。他低声颤抖着开口唱道：“呵！汤姆—庞巴迪！”这个名字似乎让他的声音变得更为有力：一股气魄注入歌声中，黑暗的墓穴彷佛回汤着号角和低沉的鼓声。
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，
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！
Old Tom Bombadil is a merry fellow,
老汤姆—庞巴迪是个快乐的家伙；
There was a sudden deep silence, in which Frodo could hear his heart beating. After a long slow moment he heard plain, but far away, as if it was coming down through the ground or through thick walls, an answering voice singing:
一切都沉寂下来，佛罗多只能听见自己的心跳声。经过彷佛数小时之久的沉默之后，一个来自远方却无比清晰的声音，穿越层层的阻隔，回应了他的呼唤：
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。
None has ever caught him yet, for Tom, he is the master:
无人能抵挡他的意志，因汤姆是一切的主人；
There was a loud rumbling sound, as of stones rolling and falling, and suddenly light streamed in, real light, the plain light of day. A low door-like opening appeared at the end of the chamber beyond Frodo’s feet; and there was Tom’s head (hat, feather, and all) framed against the light of the sun rising red behind him. The light fell upon the floor, and upon the faces of the three hobbits lying beside Frodo. They did not stir, but the sickly hue had left them. They looked now as if they were only very deeply asleep.
不远处传来一阵巨大的轰隆声，似乎有大量的土石崩落；一道刺眼的白光穿透进来，驱走了之前的幽暗绿光。就在佛罗多的脚前出现了一个如同大门一样的圆形开口，一轮初升的太陽照在门口的汤姆身上。温暖的陽光照在地板上，也照亮了佛罗多身边三名哈比人的面孔。他们依旧动也不动，但脸上的病容却已消退。这三人现在看起来彷佛只是陷入熟睡而已。
Get out, you old Wight! Vanish in the sunlight!
快滚出去，老尸妖！消失在那陽光里！
His songs are stronger songs, and his feet are faster.
他的曲调强而有力，双脚疾快如神。
Shrivel like the cold mist, like the winds go wailing,
像是雾气一般快散去，如同寒霜一样随风逝，
Tom stooped, removed his hat, and came into the dark chamber, singing:
汤姆弯下腰，脱下帽子，钻进这黑沉沉的石室中，边吟唱着：
Out into the barren lands far beyond the mountains!
滚去那山后的荒凉地！
Come never here again! Leave your barrow empty!
永远不要回这边！再也不要回墓里！
At these words there was a cry and part of the inner end of the chamber fell in with a crash. Then there was a long trailing shriek, fading away into an unguessable distance; and after that silence.
这首歌一唱完，墓穴不远处就传出一声哀嚎，跟着整块岩石垮了下来。一声凄厉的惨叫声越拖越远，渐渐消失在远方。最后只剩下一片寂静。
Lost and forgotten be, darker than the darkness,
消失在人们的记忆里，隐身在无边的黑暗中。
Where gates stand for ever shut, till the world is mended.
大门深闭永不开，直到海枯石烂时。
Wake now my merry tads! Wake and hear me calling!
醒来吧，快乐的小家伙！听我之命快醒来！
There he stood, with his hat in his hand and the wind in his hair, and looked down upon the three hobbits, that had been laid on their backs upon the grass at the west side of the mound. Raising his right hand he said in a clear and commanding voice:
他站在那里，手中拿着帽子，听任晨风吹乱他的头发。他低头看着三名躺在陽光下的哈比人，举起右手，用清朗的声音命令道；
Together they carried out Merry, Pippin, and Sam. As Frodo left the barrow for the last time he thought he saw a severed hand wriggling still, like a wounded spider, in a heap of fallen earth. Tom went back in again, and there was a sound of much thumping and stamping. When he came out he was bearing in his arms a great load of treasure: things of gold, silver, copper, and bronze; many beads and chains and jewelled ornaments. He climbed the green barrow and laid them all on top in the sunshine.
两人一起把梅里、皮聘和山姆抱了出去。佛罗多离开古墓时，回头看了最后一眼，发现还有一只被砍断的手臂在地上像蜘蛛一样的乱爬。汤姆又走了回去，随即从洞内传来震耳的跺脚声和撞击声。当他再度走出古墓时，手中抱着大把大把的珠宝，有金、银、黄铜和青铜的工艺品。更有许多珠宝和项练之类的装饰品。他爬上绿色的山丘，将这些东西一股脑儿的丢在太陽下。
Dark door is standing wide; dead hand is broken.
黑暗的大门已敞开，死者之手已断砸。
Night under Night is flown, and the Gate is open!
夜中之夜已奔逃，前路阻碍连根拔！
“Come, friend Frodo!” said Tom. “Let us get out on to clean grass! You must help me bear them.”
“来吧，好友佛罗多！”汤姆说。“我们赶快到外面干净的草地上吧！你得帮我把他们抱出去。”
Warm now be heart and limb! The cold stone is fallen;
四肢百骸暖起来！冰冷的巨石已崩塌；
“What in the name of wonder?” began Merry, feeling the golden circlet that had slipped over one eye. Then he stopped, and a shadow came over his face, and he closed his eyes. “Of course, I remember!” he said. “The men of Carn Dum came on us at night, and we were worsted. Ah! the spear in my heart!” He clutched at his breast.
“这搞什么鬼？”梅里头上的宝冠歪倒下来，遮住他的眼睛。然后他停下动作，神色一凛，闭上眼睛说。“啊，我记起来了！”他说。“卡恩督的敌人前来偷袭，我们被打的措不及防。啊！长矛穿过我的心脏！”他捧着胸口说。
To Frodo’s great joy the hobbits stirred, stretched their arms, rubbed their eyes, and then suddenly sprang up. They looked about in amazement, first at Frodo, and then at Tom standing large as life on the barrow-top above them; and then at themselves in their thin white rags, crowned and belted with pale gold, and jingling with trinkets.
佛罗多惊喜的发现朋友们动了动，揉着眼睛跳了起来。他们吃惊的看着四周，先是看着佛罗多，然后看着站在山顶不可一世的汤姆。最后，他们满腹疑惑的看着自己穿着白色尸衣、披挂着许多纯金珠宝的身体。
“Dressed up like this, sir?” said Sam. “Where are my clothes?” He flung his circlet, belt, and rings on the grass, and looked round helplessly, as if he expected to find his cloak, jacket, and breeches, and other hobbit-garments lying somewhere to hand.
“大人，你是说我们要穿这样的衣服考虑未来？”山姆问。“我的衣服呢？”他把身上的东西全都丢到地上去，一脸不爽的东张西望，似乎想要在附近找到哈比人惯穿的衣服和裤子。
“No! No!” he said, opening his eyes. “What am I saying? I have been dreaming. Where did you get to, Frodo?”
“不要！不要！”他随即又张开眼，一脸困惑的说。“我刚刚说了什么？是在作梦吗？佛罗多，你跑到哪里去了？”
“I thought that I was lost,” said Frodo; “but I don’t want to speak of it. Let us think of what we are to do now! Let us go on!”
“我以为我迷路了，”佛罗多说，“我现在不想谈这个。我们先想想接下来该怎么样！未来比过去重要多了！”
But Tom shook his head, saying: “You’ve found yourselves again, out of the deep water. Clothes are but little loss, if you escape from drowning. Be glad, my merry friends, and let the warm sunlight heal now heart and limb! Cast off these cold rags! Run naked on the grass, while Tom goes a-hunting!”
汤姆只是摇摇头，说：“你们逃过了一劫。相对于这种劫难而言，衣服不过是微不足道的损失。高兴一点吧，快乐的朋友们，让陽光温暖你们的身心！把这些冰冷的衣服丢掉！汤姆去狩猎的时候你们可以赤裸精光的到处跑！”
“You won’t find your clothes again,” said Tom, bounding down from the mound, and laughing as he danced round them in the sunlight. One would have thought that nothing dangerous or dreadful had happened; and indeed the horror faded out of their hearts as they looked at him, and saw the merry glint in his eyes.
“你们找不到原来的衣服的，”汤姆从山顶跳了下来，在陽光下绕着他们跳来跳去。不知情的旁观者根本无法想像刚刚还是性命交关的时刻。看着他眼中欢愉的光芒和无忧无虑的行动，之前残留的恐惧的确都消失的无影无踪。
“What do you mean?” asked Pippin, looking at him, half puzzled and half amused. “Why not?”
“你这是什么意思？”皮聘看着他，好奇的问道。“为什么找不到呢？”
Hey! now! Come hoy now! Whither do you wander?
嘿！就是现在哪！快来吧！你要去哪里呀？
He sprang away down hill, whistling and calling. Looking down after him Frodo saw him running away southwards along the green hollow between their hill and the next, still whistling and crying:
他吹着口哨，大呼小叫的溜下山丘。佛罗多注视着他兴高彩烈的吹着口哨，蹦蹦跳跳的沿着河谷往南走。他的歌声依旧随风飘送回来：
Sharp-ears, Wise-nose, Swish-tail and Bumpkin,
耳聪鼻明，尾巴甩甩乡巴佬，
Up, down, near or far, here, there or yonder?
上上下下，远远近近，到底何处是你的目标啊？
The air was growing very warm again. The hobbits ran about for a while on the grass, as he told them. Then they lay basking in the sun with the delight of those that have been wafted suddenly from bitter winter to a friendly clime, or of people that, after being long ill and bedridden, wake one day to find that they are unexpectedly well and the day is again full of promise.
气温又再度回升了。哈比人们照着汤姆说的，在草地上赤身裸体的跑了一阵子。然后，他们好像久旱逢甘霖的一样享受着温暖的陽光。又彷佛卧床已久的病人突然间摆脱疾病的纠缠一样满心欢喜。
So he sang, running fast, tossing up his hat and catching it, until he was hidden by a fold of the ground: but for some time his hey now! hoy now! came floating back down the wind, which had shifted round towards the south.
他边跑边唱，丢着帽子又用手接住。最后他的身影被山丘给遮挡住，但“嘿！就是现在哪！”的歌声还是在荒野中回响着，伴随他的脚步往南方而去。
White-socks my little lad, and old Fatty Lumpkin!
穿着白袜的老胖子到处跑！
By the time that Tom returned they were feeling strong (and hungry). He reappeared, hat first, over the brow of the hill, and behind him came in an obedient line six ponies: their own five and one more. The last was plainly old Fatty Lumpkin: he was larger, stronger, fatter (and older) than their own ponies. Merry, to whom the others belonged, had not, in fact, given them any such names, but they answered to the new names that Tom had given them for the rest of their lives. Tom called them one by one and they climbed over the brow and stood in a line. Then Tom bowed to the hobbits.
等到汤姆回来的时候，四个人全都觉得浑身是劲（肚子也跟着饿起来）。他的帽子一马当先的从山丘下露出来，身后跟着六只听话的小马；除了他们原先的五只之外，又多了额外的一只。那只很明显就是歌曲里面的老胖乡巴佬；和他们原先的马匹比起来，它比较壮、比较胖，年纪也大多了。事实上，梅里是其它五匹马的主人，他从没有替他们取过任何名字。而它们竟然乖乖听着汤姆随口取的名字排成一列。最后汤姆向所有人鞠躬说道：
“Where does that other old animal, that Fatty Lumpkin, come from?” asked Frodo.
“那匹老马胖乡巴佬是从哪里来的？”佛罗多问。
“Here are your ponies, now!” he said. “They’ve more sense (in some ways) than you wandering hobbits have — more sense in their noses. For they sniff danger ahead which you walk right into; and if they run to save themselves, then they run the right way. You must forgive them all; for though their hearts are faithful, to face fear of Barrow-wights is not what they were made for. See, here they come again, bringing all their burdens!”
“这就是各位的马儿啦！”他说。“从某个角度来看，它们比你们这些爱乱跑的哈比人聪明多了，至少它们鼻子够灵，知道哪些地方不该去。即使它们转身逃跑，方向也是非常正确的。它们虽然很忠心，但古墓尸妖的威胁并不是它们能对付的；你们应该要原谅它们。你看，它们又驼着所有的行李回来啦！”
“He’s mine,” said Tom. “My four-legged friend; though I seldom ride him, and he wanders often far, free upon the hillsides. When your ponies stayed with me, they got to know my Lumpkin; and they smelt him in the night, and quickly ran to meet him. I thought he’d look for them and with his words of wisdom take all their fear away. But now, my jolly Lumpkin, old Tom’s going to ride. Hey! he’s coming with you, just to set you on the road; so he needs a pony. For you cannot easily talk to hobbits that are riding, when you’re on your own legs trying to trot beside them.”
“它是我的马，”汤姆说。“是我四条腿的朋友，只是我平常很少骑它，任它在山野间乱跑。当你们的小马住进我的马厩时，它们一定记住了胖乡巴佬的味道；因此，它们在半夜就冲着那味道跑，最后遇上了我家的乡巴佬。我想它应该用它的智慧好好安抚了这些可怜的小马，让它们不再害怕。喔，对了，自由的乡巴佬，汤姆这次要骑你了啦。嘿！在下准备送你们一程，所以得有匹座骑才行。如果我要迈开大步赶路，就很难跟骑马的哈比人聊天罗！”
Merry, Sam, and Pippin now clothed themselves in spare garments from their packs; and they soon felt too hot, for they were obliged to put on some of the thicker and warmer things that they had brought against the oncoming of winter.
梅里、山姆和皮聘从行李中拿出额外准备的衣物换上，很快就开始汗流浃背。因为他们被迫穿上事先准备的较厚冬衣。
It was still fairly early by the sun, something between nine and ten, and the hobbits turned their minds to food. Their last meal had been lunch beside the standing stone the day before. They breakfasted now off the remainder of Tom’s provisions, meant for their supper, with additions that Tom had brought with him. It was not a large meal (considering hobbits and the circumstances), but they felt much better for it. While they were eating Tom went up to the mound, and looked through the treasures. Most of these he made into a pile that glistened and sparkled on the grass. He bade them lie there “free to all finders, birds, beasts. Elves or Men, and all kindly creatures”; for so the spell of the mound should be broken and scattered and no Wight ever come back to it. He chose for himself from the pile a brooch set with blue stones, many-shaded like flax-flowers or the wings of blue butterflies. He looked long at it, as if stirred by some memory, shaking his head, and saying at last:
从太陽的角度来判断，现在的时间还算早，大概是九点到十点之间。刚刚才历险余生的哈比人又把脑筋动到食物上头去了。他们上一餐是在那块冰冷的石柱旁边吃的午餐，算来已经过了很久了。四人狼吞虎咽的把汤姆送给他们当晚餐的干粮吃光，同时也把汤姆刚刚额外带来的食物一扫而空。这顿饭并不算丰盛（哈比人的食量惊人，况且又好几餐没吃了），但至少让他们感觉好多了。在他们用餐的时候，汤姆跑到山头上，仔细检查拿出来的珠宝。他将大部分的珠宝拨成一堆，让它们在草地上闪闪发亮。他宣布要让这些宝物“属于下个发现它们的生灵”，不管是鸟兽、精灵或人类。因为唯有如此，这墓穴的诅咒才会被破坏，不会再有尸妖重回此地。他从里面挑出了一个镶有蓝宝石的胸针，那宝石拥有百变多端的美丽蓝影，一时间让人为之目眩。他仔细的打量了这胸针很久，彷佛想起过去一些回忆。最后，他摇摇头，开口道：
The hobbits were delighted to hear this, and thanked Tom many times; but he laughed, and said that they were so good at losing themselves that he would not feel happy till he had seen them safe over the borders of his land. “I’ve got things to do,” he said: “my making and my singing, my talking and my walking, and my watching of the country. Tom can’t be always near to open doors and willow-cracks. Tom has his house to mind, and Goldberry is waiting.”
大家知道这件事之后都觉得很高兴，忙不迭的向汤姆道谢。不过，他笑着回答众人：这是因为他们实在太会迷路了，如果他不送大家到他的辖区边界去，他可能会担心的。“我还有很多事情要忙，”他说。“我要唱歌要跳舞、要聊天要走路，还要照管这块荒野。汤姆不能总是靠近墓穴大门或是柳树的缝隙。汤姆还有家要照顾，金莓还在等我哪。”
For each of the hobbits he chose a dagger, long, leaf-shaped, and keen, of marvellous workmanship, damasked with serpent-forms in red and gold. They gleamed as he drew them from their black sheaths, wrought of some strange metal, light and strong, and set with many fiery stones. Whether by some virtue in these sheaths or because of the spell that lay on the mound, the blades seemed untouched by time, unrusted, sharp, glittering in the sun.
他替每名哈比人挑了一柄长型的宽阔匕首。这些武器十分的锐利，作工极为精细，上面还雕刻着红色与金色的巨蛇图案。当汤姆把这些兵器从黑色剑鞘中抽出时，用奇异金属打造的刀刃隐隐生光。这几柄匕首质硬而轻，上面还镶嵌着许多闪亮的宝石。不知道是由于这些剑鞘的保护还是古墓的诅咒，每一柄匕首都锐利、闪耀如昔，完全没有受到时光的侵蚀。
“Here is a pretty toy for Tom and for his lady! Fair was she who long ago wore this on her shoulder. Goldberry shall wear it now, and we will not forget her!”
“这是送给汤姆和他妻子的美丽小玩具！古代配戴这胸针的同样是位倾国倾城的美女，金莓将会继承这宝石，不会遗忘它过去的主人！”
“Few now remember them,” Tom murmured, “yet still some go wandering, sons of forgotten kings walking in loneliness, guarding from evil things folk that are heedless.”
“已经没有多少人记得这段历史，”汤姆呢喃道。“但是，依旧有些被遗忘的皇族子嗣孤身流浪四方，保护那些无辜的人们免受邪恶势力的侵害。”
“Old knives are long enough as swords for hobbit-people,” he said. “Sharp blades are good to have, if Shire-folk go walking, east, south, or far away into dark and danger.” Then he told them that these blades were forged many long years ago by Men of Westernesse: they were foes of the Dark Lord, but they were overcome by the evil king of Carn Dum in the Land of Angmar.
“古代小刀的长度很适合哈比人拿来当剑用，”他说。“如果这些来自夏尔的客人们要往东南方的黑暗领域冒险，随身带着锐利的刀剑是很重要的。”接着，他又告诉他们这些刀刃是许多年前由西方皇族所打造的。他们是黑暗魔君的敌人，最后却被安格玛地区的卡督恩邪王所击败。
At last they set off. They led their ponies down the hill; and then mounting they trotted quickly along the valley. They looked back and saw the top of the old mound on the hill, and from it the sunlight on the gold went up like a yellow flame. Then they turned a shoulder of the Downs and it was hidden from view.
最后，他们终于迈步离开。一行人领着小马走下山丘，一到谷地就策马赶路。背后山头上的黄金在太陽的照耀下彷佛燃起一阵黄色的火焰，最后，这火焰也消失在其它丘陵的阻挡之下。
The hobbits did not understand his words, but as he spoke they had a vision as it were of a great expanse of years behind them, like a vast shadowy plain over which there strode shapes of Men, tall and grim with bright swords, and last came one with a star on his brow. Then the vision faded, and they were back in the sunlit world. It was time to start again. They made ready, packing their bags and lading their ponies. Their new weapons they hung on their leather belts under their jackets, feeling them very awkward, and wondering if they would be of any use. Fighting had not before occurred to any of them as one of the adventures in which their flight would land them.
哈比人并不了解他所说的话，但他们脑中突然浮现一个来自遥远未来的影像：一块广大的平原上有许多人类行走着，每个人都十分高大、神情严肃，拿着锋利的宝剑，走在最后的是一名眉毛上有颗星星的男子。然后，那影像就消失了，他们又回到太陽照耀下的真实世界。该是出发的时候了。他们收拾好一切，打包行李、将它们绑在马匹身上。刚拿到的新武器挂在他们外套下的皮带上，让他们觉得有些笨拙，也怀疑这样的东西到底是否能派上用场。他们之前从来没想过这场逃亡会跟任何战斗牵扯上。
Though Frodo looked about him on every side he saw no sign of the great stones standing like a gate, and before long they came to the northern gap and rode swiftly through, and the land fell away before them. It was a merry journey with Tom Bombadil trotting gaily beside them, or before them, on Fatty Lumpkin, who could move much faster than his girth promised. Tom sang most of the time, but it was chiefly nonsense, or else perhaps a strange language unknown to the hobbits, an ancient language whose words were mainly those of wonder and delight.
不管佛罗多怎么仔细的寻找，就是找不到之前所看到的巨大石柱和它所构成的大门。过不了多久，他们就通过了隘口，离开了这块陰气森森的地方。有汤姆—庞巴迪的陪伴，这是段相当愉快的旅程。不过，乡巴佬的脚程比其它的马快得多，刚好可以让汤姆如常的在他们四周绕来绕去。汤姆大半时间都在唱着随口胡诌的小调，哈比人一个字也听不懂。也有可能这并不是汤姆胡诌的语言，而是一个古老，只适合描述快乐和美景的奇异语言。
They went forward steadily, but they soon saw that the Road was further away than they had imagined. Even without a fog, their sleep at mid-day would have prevented them from reaching it until after nightfall on the day before. The dark line they had seen was not a line of trees but a line of bushes growing on the edge of a deep dike with a steep wall on the further side. Tom said that it had once been the boundary of a kingdom, but a very long lime ago. He seemed to remember something sad about it, and would not say much.
他们马不停蹄的赶路，却发现东方大道比他们所想像的远多了。即使没有大雾的阻挡，他们也无法拨空睡午觉；因为这样一来就铁定无法在天黑前赶到东方大道。他们之前看到的黑线并非是什么大树，而是深沟旁所生长的一连串灌木丛，在深沟的另一边则是一堵高墙。汤姆说这曾经是某个王国的边界，但那已经是很久以前的事了。他似乎记得一些有关他们的悲剧，但不愿意多谈。
They climbed down and out of the dike and through a gap in the wall, and then Tom turned due north, for they had been bearing somewhat to the west. The land was now open and fairly level, and they quickened their pace, but the sun was already sinking low when at last they saw a line of tall trees ahead, and they knew that they had come back to the Road after many unexpected adventures. They galloped their ponies over the last furlongs, and halted under the long shadows of the trees. They were on the top of a sloping bank, and the Road, now dim as evening drew on, wound away below them. At this point it ran nearly from South-west to North-east, and on their right it fell quickly down into a wide hollow. It was rutted and bore many signs of the recent heavy rain; there were pools and pot-holes full of water.
他们越过深沟，从高墙的空隙钻了过去。汤姆领着众人往北走，因为之前他们大半都在向西赶路。地势现在变得相当平坦，因此众人更加快了脚步。当众人看见眼前一排整齐的大树时，太陽也已经快要西沉了。在经过一连串意外的冒险之后，他们终于回到了东方大道上。一行人开心的策马急驰，最后在路旁树荫下停了下来。他们身在一个斜坡的顶端，在夜色降临之际有些迷蒙的大道就在他们的脚下蜿蜒前进。从这里开始，大道的方向成了从西南往东北，很快就进入一个宽广的河谷中。道路上面有许多小水洼和坑洞，还留有之前大雨的痕迹。
“No, I hope not tonight,” answered Tom Bombadil; “nor perhaps the next day. But do not trust my guess; for I cannot tell for certain. Out east my knowledge fails. Tom is not master of Riders from the Black Land far beyond his country.”
“应该不会，我希望至少今晚不会，”汤姆—庞巴迪回答道，“或许明天也不会。不过，不要太过相信我的推测，因为我也没办法百分之百确定。我对于东边的事情没有太大的把握。那些来自黑暗之地的黑骑士可不在汤姆的管辖范围内。”
The others looked at him. The shadow of the fear of the Black Riders came suddenly over them again. Ever since they had entered the Forest they had thought chiefly of getting back to the Road; only now when it lay beneath their feet did they remember the danger which pursued them, and was more than likely to be lying in wait for them upon the Road itself. They looked anxiously back towards the setting sun, but the Road was brown and empty.
大伙面面相觑，黑骑士的恐怖身影又出现在众人的脑海中。自从进了森林，他们就一心只想到要逃出森林的掌握；等到大路终于出现在眼前之后，他们才想到原先的追兵，和对方可能在路上埋伏的恐怖事实。一行人紧张兮兮的看着西方，但路上没有任何人马经过的踪迹。
They rode down the bank and looked up and down. There was nothing to be seen. “Well, here we are again at last!” said Frodo. “I suppose we haven’t lost more than two days by my short cut through the Forest! But perhaps the delay will prove useful — it may have put them off our trail.”
他们骑下斜坡，打量着四周。这里没有任何特殊的景物。“哇！我们终于又回到正路上来了！”佛罗多说。“我猜这次抄小径走森林所浪费的时间应该没超过两天吧！不过，如果能够把追兵骗离我们的路线，这样就值得了。”
“Do you think,” asked Pippin hesitatingly, “do you think we may be pursued, tonight?”
“你觉得……”皮聘迟疑的问。“你觉得我们今晚会不会又被追上？”
“Tom will give you good advice, till this day is over (after that your own luck must go with you and guide you): four miles along the Road you’ll come upon a village, Bree under Bree-hill, with doors looking westward. There you’ll find an old inn that is called The Prancing Pony. Barliman Butterbur is the worthy keeper. There you can stay the night, and afterwards the morning will speed you upon your way. Be bold, but wary! Keep up your merry hearts, and ride to meet your fortune!”
“汤姆给你一个忠告，这忠告至少到天黑之前都有效；在那之后，你们就得靠自己了。如果你们沿着大道往前走四哩，就会遇到一个村庄。那是在布理山下的布理村，村庄的入口面向西边。你们会在那边找到一个叫作‘跃马’的老旅店。老板叫作巴力曼—奶油伯，你们可以在那边过夜。第二天一起就立刻启程。要勇敢，但也必须谨慎！保持一颗乐观的心，勇敢面对你们的未来！”
All the same the hobbits wished he was coming with them. They felt that he would know how to deal with Black Riders, if anyone did. They would soon now be going forward into lands wholly strange to them, and beyond all but the most vague and distant legends of the Shire, and in the gathering twilight they longed for home. A deep loneliness and sense of loss was on them. They stood silent, reluctant to make the final parting, and only slowly became aware that Tom was wishing them farewell, and telling them to have good heart and to ride on till dark without halting.
无论如何，哈比人们还是希望他能够一起同行。他们觉得汤姆可能是唯一知道该怎么对付黑骑士的生灵。很快的，他们就要踏上完全陌生的土地；夏尔地区对这里的记载几乎是完全付之阙如。在夕陽的照耀下，他们都忍不住开始想家。他们被深沉的孤寂感和失落感所笼罩，静静的站着，不愿意就这么离开。过了一段时间之后，他们才发现汤姆原来正在和他们道别，谆谆叮嘱他们在天黑之前要马不停蹄的赶路。
Tom’s country ends here: he will not pass the borders.
汤姆的疆域到此为止：他不会越过边界。
Tom has his house to mind, and Goldberry is waiting!
汤姆还有房子要照顾，金莓还在家守候！
The hobbits climbed up and watched him until he was out of sight.
哈比人们爬上斜坡，目送着他离开。
They begged him to come at least as far as the inn and drink once more with them; but he laughed and refused, saying:
他们又再一次的恳求他至少和他们一起到旅店内喝杯酒；但汤姆笑着拒绝了：
“There are hobbits in Bree,” said Merry, “as well as Big Folk. I daresay it will be homelike enough. The Pony is a good inn by all accounts. My people ride out there now and again.”
“布理有住哈比人，”梅里说，“还有不少的大家伙。我打赌那边一定很像我们的老家。‘跃马’旅店的风评很不错，我们家经常有人骑马两地跑呢。”
Then he turned, tossed up his hat, leaped on Lumpkin’s back, and rode up over the bank and away singing into the dusk.
话一说完，他就将帽子一丢，跳上乡巴佬；一路哼着荒腔走板的小调消失在暮色中。
“I am sorry to take leave of Master Bombadil,” said Sam. “He’s a caution and no mistake. I reckon we may go a good deal further and see naught better, nor queerer. But I won’t deny I’ll be glad to see this Prancing Pony he spoke of. I hope it’ll be like The Green Dragon away back home! What sort of folk are they in Bree?”
“真遗憾必须让庞巴迪大人离开，”山姆说。“他真是个奇人。就算我们再走很远，可能都不会遇到比他心肠更好、行径更怪异的人了。对啦，如果能够马上看到他说的‘跃马’旅店就好了。我希望它会像是我们老家的‘绿龙’旅店一样舒适！布理住的都是些什么样的人啊？”
“It may be all we could wish,” said Frodo; “but it is outside the Shire all the same. Don’t make yourselves too much at home! Please remember — all of you — that the name of Baggins must NOT be mentioned. I am Mr. Underhill, if any name must be given.”
“就算那里真有这么好又如何？”佛罗多说，“毕竟我们已经身处在夏尔之外。随时提高警觉！各位千万不要忘记，‘绝对’不可以提到巴金斯这个姓氏。如果你们要称呼我的话，就叫我山下先生。”
Before them rose Bree-hill barring the way, a dark mass against misty stars; and under its western flank nestled a large village. Towards it they now hurried desiring only to find a fire, and a door between them and the night.
漆黑的布理山在满天星光下无声的出现；在山的西边有一座不小的村庄。他们一心只想要找到一个可以烤火、住宿的地方，忍不住加快了脚步。
They now mounted their ponies and rode off silently into the evening. Darkness came down quickly, as they plodded slowly downhill and up again, until at last they saw lights twinkling some distance ahead.
一行人随即上马，在暮色中沉默的赶路。夜色很快降临；他们又越过了几座小丘之后，终于看见不远处有灯火闪烁。
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