A Long​-​Expected Party

Full of Tunnels Stuffed with Treasure

A Very Nice Well-Spoken Gentlehobbit

An Old Grey Man, Bent and Troubled

(Apparently) Perpetual Youth As Well As [Reputedly] Inexhaustible Wealth

There Were Green Trees with Trunks of Dark Smoke

His Cloaked Figure Quickly Vanished into the Twilight

Shadowfax

Dwellers of the Ettenmoors

Sitting in the Dark, Deep in Thought

The Shire, with Woods and Fields and Little Rivers