“Don’t dip your beard in the foam, father (не макайте вашу бороду в барашки: «пену», папаша)!” they cried to Thorin (кричали они Торину), who was bent almost on to his hands and knees (который согнулся почти что в три погибели: «на свои руки и колени»). “It is long enough (она достаточно длинная) without watering it (и без /дополнительного/ полива). ”
“Mind Bilbo doesn’t eat all the cakes (обратите внимание, чтобы Бильбо не съел все кексы)!” they called (кричали они). “He is too fat (он слишком толстый) to get through key-holes yet (сейчас все еще, чтобы пролезать в замочные скважины)!”
“Hush (тише), hush (тише)! Good People (Эльфы и Феи: «добрые люди»)! and good night (и доброй ночи)!” said Gandalf, who came last (сказал Гэндальф, который шел последним).
“Valleys have ears (у долин есть уши), and some elves have over merry tongues (и у некоторых эльфов веселые языки). Good night (доброй ночи)!” And so at last (и так, в конце концов) they all came to the Last Homely House (все они пришли в Последнее Домашнее Жилище), and found its doors flung wide (и обнаружили, что двери его широко распахнуты;
Now it is a strange thing (и вот, странное дело), but things that are good to have (но о тех вещах, которые приятно иметь) and days that are good to spend (и о тех днях, которые провел хорошо) are soon told about (рассказать очень быстро), and not much to listen to (и не очень-то интересно слушать); while things that are uncomfortable (в то время как о тех явлениях, которые неудобные), palpitating (трепещущие;
foam [fm] tongue [t] palpitating ['paelptet] gruesome ['ru: s m]
“Don’t dip your beard in the foam, father!” they cried to Thorin, who was bent almost on to his hands and knees. “It is long enough without watering it. ” “Mind Bilbo doesn’t eat all the cakes!” they called. “He is too fat to get through key-holes yet!”
“Hush, hush! Good People! and good night!” said Gandalf, who came last. “Valleys have ears, and some elves have over merry tongues. Good night!”
And so at last they all came to the Last Homely House, and found its doors flung wide.
Now it is a strange thing, but things that are good to have and days that are good to spend are soon told about, and not much to listen to; while things that are uncomfortable, palpitating, and even gruesome, may make a good tale, and take a deal of telling anyway. They stayed long in that good house, fourteen days at least, and they found it hard to leave. Bilbo would gladly have stopped there for ever and ever — even supposing a wish would have taken him right back to his hobbit-hole without trouble. Yet there is little to tell about their stay.