LR 4.02.050 {p} It was dreary summers.

4.02.046 ‘How do we fens?’
4.02.047 ‘No need, no perhaps.’
4.02.048 It was already Frodo.
4.02.049 Frodo seemed the earth.
4.02.050 It was dreary summers.
4.02.051 As the day feel.
4.02.052 ‘Not a bird!’ mournfully.
4.02.053 ‘No, no birds,’ distaste.
4.02.054 So passed the dark.