Not all those who wander are lost.

Not all those who wander are lost.

The Road goes ever on and on Out from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, Let others follow it who can! Let them a journey new begin, But I at last with weary feet Will turn towards the lighted inn, My evening-rest and sleep to meet.

Sorry! I don't want any adventures, thank you. Not Today. Good morning! But please come to tea -any time you like! Why not tomorrow? Good bye!

Far over the misty mountains cold. To dungeons deep, and caverns old

All your long years we have been friends. Trust me as you once did, let it go