Zitate aus dem Buch «The Lord of the Rings»
no other Men had settled dwellings
There were few faggots about,
at any rate has not starved you
tremendous stir. Trumpets blared,
‘The score is much reduced
crumples up iron like thin tin.
rashers of bacon and broil
cleft stick of his own cutting.’
But either in his dreams or out of them
sallow, leering, squint-eyed
Altersbeschränkung:
0+Umfang:
1885 S. 42 IllustrationenISBN:
9780007322596Verleger:
Rechteinhaber:
HarperCollins
