LR 1.08.062 {p} ‘Here are your burdens!’

1.08.058 Hey! now! Come Lumpkin!
1.08.059 So he sang, south.
1.08.060 The air was promise.
1.08.061 By the time hobbits.
1.08.062 ‘Here are your burdens!’
1.08.063 Merry, Sam, and winter.
1.08.064 ‘Where does that Frodo.
1.08.065 ‘He’s mine,’ said them.’
1.08.066 The hobbits were waiting.’