Dans la version longue du Hobbit quand ils sont à Fondcombe, les nains sortent "changez la musique !" et l'un d'eux dit "il n'y a qu'une seule façon", là je me dis, There is an inn, a merry old inn passerait crème, et il se met à chanter...
There is an inn, a merry old inn
beneath an old grey hill,
And there they brew a beer so brown
That the Man in the Moon himself came down
one night to drink his fill.
The ostler has a tipsy cat
that plays a five-stringed fiddle;
And up and down he runs his bow,
Now squeaking high, now purring low,
now sawing in the middle.
