The Road Goes Ever On...

[NoCoolUserName]

There’s a version that ends “without a spring that I shall see” or similar. It must be near the end of RotK, but I can’t find it.

Unless it only exists in my head.

Help!

[Prof.Pepperwinkle]

Link. I’m thinking you’re conflating The Road Goes Ever On with another song by Tolkein, often recorded on albums with that song:

**
I Sit Beside the Fire**
(Bilbo: from The Lord of the Rings vol. 1,
The Fellowship of the Ring, Book 2, Chapter 3 - “The Ring Goes South”)

I sit beside the fire and think of all that I have seen,
Of meadow flowers and butterflies in summers that have been.
Of yellow leaves and gossamer in autumns that there were,
With morning mist and silver sun and wind upon my hair.

I sit beside the fire and think of how the world will be
When winter comes without a spring that I shall ever see.
For still there are so many things that I have never seen.
In every wood, in every spring there is a different green.

[Ethilrist]

I did find a poem attributed to JRR Tolkien here… but it’s not “The Road Goes Ever On:”

I sit beside the fire and thing of how the world will be when
winter comes without a spring that I shall see.

eta What he said.

[well_he_s_back]

It may be corny, but as I get older I love that poem more and more.

[Telemark]

So, not “The road goes on forever and the party never ends?”

[well_he_s_back]

Telemark - I like that one too. yay for Robert Earl Keen

[simster]

@Telemark

So, not “The road goes on forever and the party never ends?”

The party goes on all day, the rock and roll all night -

[River_Hippie]

@Telemark

So, not “The road goes on forever and the party never ends?”

First thing I thought of too! Love that song.

[Brynhildr_Budladottir]

I recognised it as Bilbo’s Song as soon as I read the OP.

[Trinopus]

@simster

The party goes on all day, the rock and roll all night -

And play obscene Scrabble.

[NoCoolUserName]

@Prof.Pepperwinkle

Link. I’m thinking you’re conflating The Road Goes Ever On with another song by Tolkein, often recorded on albums with that song:

**
I Sit Beside the Fire**
(Bilbo: from The Lord of the Rings vol. 1,
The Fellowship of the Ring, Book 2, Chapter 3 - “The Ring Goes South”)

I sit beside the fire and think of all that I have seen,
Of meadow flowers and butterflies in summers that have been.
Of yellow leaves and gossamer in autumns that there were,
With morning mist and silver sun and wind upon my hair.

I sit beside the fire and think of how the world will be
When winter comes without a spring that I shall ever see.
For still there are so many things that I have never seen.
In every wood, in every spring there is a different green.

Thanks Professor. Between mis-remember the wrong song and looking for it late in the story instead of early…well, you saved me a lot of eyestrain. Thanks!

[Tim_R.Mortiss]

Obligatory “Bored of the Rings” reference by Dildo Bugger:

"I sit on the floor and pick my nose
and think of dirty things
Of deviant dwarves who suck their toes
and elves who drub their dings.

I sit on the floor and pick my nose
and dream exotic dreams
Of dragons who dress in rubber clothes
and trolls who do it in teams.

I sit on the floor and pick my nose
and wish for a thrill or two
For a goblin who goes in for a few no-nos
Or an orc with a thing about glue.

And all of the while I sit and pick
I think of such jolly things
Of whips and screws and leather slacks
Of frottages and stings."