Non stuzzicare Tom finché tu non sia più sveglio!
‘Pish, Tom Bombadil! I’ll go and tell my mother;
“Call all our kin to come, father, sister, brother!
Tom’s gone mad as a coot with wooden legs: he’s paddling
down Withywindle stream, an old tub a-straddling!”‘
‘I’ll give your otter-fell to Barrow-wights.
