I Sit Beside the Fire and Think (Sung by Rob Inglis)

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  • เผยแพร่เมื่อ 5 ส.ค. 2020
  • From "The Fellowship of the Ring" by J.R.R. Tolkien. Excerp from the audiobook, sung by the narrator Rob Inglis. I searched for it on TH-cam but couldn't find this particular version.

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  • @Quilter1977
    @Quilter1977 19 วันที่ผ่านมา

    I've read LOTR since I was a child. This rereading was the Rob Inglis audiobook. My stepfather has dementia now. This song made me think of him, and had me in tears.

  • @sumiolsonsalesandmarketing
    @sumiolsonsalesandmarketing 3 ปีที่แล้ว +21

    For me, the definitive voice for The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings. I can tolerate no other reading or voice. I listen to both at least once a year. So goes without saying, I love this version of a moving song and am so pleased you have provided it and the other songs. Thanks!

    • @tylors198
      @tylors198 2 ปีที่แล้ว +3

      Yes agreed and totally get the listening all the time I probably listen to the series 3 times a year along with Harry Potter

  • @atimholt
    @atimholt ปีที่แล้ว +4

    This just popped into my head, and I had to hear it again. Glad I found it on TH-cam.

  • @tylors198
    @tylors198 2 ปีที่แล้ว +4

    Post more of theese from the hobbit and lord of the rings

  • @sandrariggs9481
    @sandrariggs9481 2 หลายเดือนก่อน

    Does anyone know what the tune is?

  • @johnmccann1960
    @johnmccann1960 4 หลายเดือนก่อน +3

    I sit beside the fire and think
    of all that I have seen
    of meadow-flowers and butterflies
    in summers that have been;

    Of yellow leaves and gossamer
    in autumns that there were,
    with morning mist and silver sun
    and wind upon my hair.

    I sit beside the fire and think
    of how the world will be
    when winter comes without a spring
    that I shall ever see.

    For still there are so many things
    that I have never seen:
    in every wood in every spring
    there is a different green.

    I sit beside the fire and think
    of people long ago
    and people who will see a world
    that I shall never know.

    But all the while I sit and think
    of times there were before,
    I listen for returning feet
    and voices at the door.