LR 4.02.052 {p} ‘Not a bird!’ mournfully.

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.
4.02.055 They walked slowly, through.
4.02.056 Presently it grew word.