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			11. STRIDER. Both Aragorn's nickname and the name of the pony that carried Frodo back to the Shire from Gondor. 
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			ELANOR: Called fair; of Hobbitish descent. UDUN: Hell is a valley? S: Flower worshipper? ECTHELION: His son died by fire. DIOR: Sounds like a birdy offspring, but it's his other name you're after. NIMRODEL: A girl and a flower. A: The seventh is hurled. MABLUNG: Is he an elf, or not? ELESSAR: Two stones, and a man. STRIDER: Small horse. 
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 ![]() Going through various sevenths for A, I got Anarion as the 7th King of Numenor (though 8th ruler). Also got Arahad as the 7th Chieftain of the Dunedain, with Arahad II to follow some generations later. 
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			Just had to hold the laptop right up to my face and delete the answers with one finger, as I've mislaid my reading specs. Enjoy. 1. He who harbours this looks out in wonder. 2. Does her bird sing as twilight approaches? 3. A steed with great stamina? Well, he unravels to reveal something else that just goes on and on. 4. Hobbits sound leisurely at this point, even without the help of this kind of gin? 5. It's in a simile for a dark and wet place. 6. Sourcing with direction precedes an order to leave - sounds like kidding, though! Well, there he is. 7. Beach where a sick sailor doesn't hesitate, we hear. 8. We may be glad of this variety of clear liquid, but its brother is said to be nobler. 9. One of a collection of soporific trees. 10. Goodbye to honeyed soil and a Yorkshire atmosphere, since she is gone too? 11. Goddess embraces mother's first boy here. 12. Gandalf 'expletifies' some of his cousins, for Bilbo has forgotten to dust the mantlepiece! 13. Head-rhyme *and* pararhyme!? It's nasal! It's nocturnal! It’s nihilistic! 14. Too many beans at the Unexpected Party? Well, the dwarves made mighty ones, but not only their very pongy soundalikes! 
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			2. Does her bird sing as twilight approaches? ROAD: A steed with great stamina? Well, he unravels to reveal something else that just goes on and on. 4. Hobbits sound leisurely at this point, even without the help of this kind of gin? 5. It's in a simile for a dark and wet place. 6. Sourcing with direction precedes an order to leave - sounds like kidding, though! Well, there he is. ILMARIN: Beach where a sick sailor doesn't hesitate, we hear. 8. We may be glad of this variety of clear liquid, but its brother is said to be nobler. 9. One of a collection of soporific trees. TINUVIEL: Goodbye to honeyed soil and a Yorkshire atmosphere, since she is gone too? 11. Goddess embraces mother's first boy here. 12. Gandalf 'expletifies' some of his cousins, for Bilbo has forgotten to dust the mantlepiece! 13. Head-rhyme *and* pararhyme!? It's nasal! It's nocturnal! It’s nihilistic! 14. Too many beans at the Unexpected Party? Well, the dwarves made mighty ones, but not only their very pongy soundalikes! Correct answers and correct reasons.    And Ilmarin has a strand, doesn't it?
		
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			Wrong song(s), and hence wrong tree, although the willow is *one* of the soporific trees mentioned in the right sonv.  Just not the one I'm looking for.
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			
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			No solid guesses, but here are a couple ideas. 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			1. HOPE kinda sounds fitting in this phrase. 5. Sounds like the beginning of The Hobbit, explaining that Bilbo's hole was wonderful in all regards - but I cannot quite place it. 
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 All the answers are from poems or songs - and each is from a different one. You need to look at the lyrics! Not all are from the best-known works. 2 is very obscure and a trick question to boot, so leave that one until last and I'll give you a clue when more clues are guessed. 5 is not from 'The Hobbit.' 
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			1.  He who harbours this looks out in wonder. 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			2. Does her bird sing as twilight approaches? ROAD: A steed with great stamina? Well, he unravels to reveal something else that just goes on and on. (FOTR & ROTK) 4. Hobbits sound leisurely at this point, even without the help of this kind of gin? 5. It's in a simile for a dark and wet place. 6. Sourcing with direction precedes an order to leave - sounds like kidding, though! Well, there he is. ILMARIN: Beach where a sick sailor doesn't hesitate, we hear. (I Sang of Leaves, FOTR) COLD (WATER): We may be glad of this variety of clear liquid, but its brother is said to be nobler. (Water Hot, FOTR) 9. One of a collection of soporific trees. TINUVIEL: Goodbye to honeyed soil and a Yorkshire atmosphere, since she is gone too? (Farewell Sweet Earth And Northern Sky, The Silmarillion) 11. Goddess embraces mother's first boy here. OLIPHAUNT: Gandalf 'expletifies' some of his cousins, for Bilbo has forgotten to dust the mantlepiece! (TTT) 13. Head-rhyme *and* pararhyme!? It's nasal! It's nocturnal! It’s nihilistic! SPELLS: Too many beans at the Unexpected Party? Well, the dwarves made mighty ones, but not only their very pongy soundalikes! (Far over the misty mountains old, The Hobbit) 
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			#13: Do I remember the phrase "Night of Naught"? I think it fits the clue (head-rhyme, para-rhyme, both nasals, 'nocturnal' & 'nihilistic'), and it certainly sounds poetic. 
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
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			1.  He who harbours this looks out in wonder. 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			2. Does her bird sing as twilight approaches? ROAD: A steed with great stamina? Well, he unravels to reveal something else that just goes on and on. (FOTR & ROTK) 4. Hobbits sound leisurely at this point, even without the help of this kind of gin? 5. It's in a simile for a dark and wet place. 6. Sourcing with direction precedes an order to leave - sounds like kidding, though! Well, there he is. ILMARIN: Beach where a sick sailor doesn't hesitate, we hear. (I Sang of Leaves, FOTR) COLD (WATER): We may be glad of this variety of clear liquid, but its brother is said to be nobler. (Water Hot, FOTR) 9. One of a collection of soporific trees. TINUVIEL: Goodbye to honeyed soil and a Yorkshire atmosphere, since she is gone too? (Farewell Sweet Earth And Northern Sky, The Silmarillion) 11. Goddess embraces mother's first boy here. OLIPHAUNT: Gandalf 'expletifies' some of his cousins, for Bilbo has forgotten to dust the mantlepiece! (TTT) NIGHT OF NAUGHT: Head-rhyme *and* pararhyme!? It's nasal! It's nocturnal! It’s nihilistic! (Earendil Was A Mariner, FOTR) SPELLS: Too many beans at the Unexpected Party? Well, the dwarves made mighty ones, but not only their very pongy soundalikes! (Far Over The Misty Mountains Old, The Hobbit) 
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			Ooh! #4 is SLOE, right? As in slow = leisurely, and sloe gin. It's in "Upon the Hearth the Fire is Red", which probably has an actual name. 
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
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			1.  He who harbours this looks out in wonder. 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			2. Does her bird sing as twilight approaches? ROAD: A steed with great stamina? Well, he unravels to reveal something else that just goes on and on. (FOTR & ROTK) SLOE: Hobbits sound leisurely at this point, even without the help of this kind of gin? Upon The Hearth, FOTR). 5. It's in a simile for a dark and wet place. 6. Sourcing with direction precedes an order to leave - sounds like kidding, though! Well, there he is. ILMARIN: Beach where a sick sailor doesn't hesitate, we hear. (I Sang of Leaves, FOTR) COLD (WATER): We may be glad of this variety of clear liquid, but its brother is said to be nobler. (Water Hot, FOTR) 9. One of a collection of soporific trees. TINUVIEL: Goodbye to honeyed soil and a Yorkshire atmosphere, since she is gone too? (Farewell Sweet Earth And Northern Sky, The Silmarillion) 11. Goddess embraces mother's first boy here. OLIPHAUNT: Gandalf 'expletifies' some of his cousins, for Bilbo has forgotten to dust the mantlepiece! (TTT) NIGHT OF NAUGHT: Head-rhyme *and* pararhyme!? It's nasal! It's nocturnal! It’s nihilistic! (Earendil Was A Mariner, FOTR) SPELLS: Too many beans at the Unexpected Party? Well, the dwarves made mighty ones, but not only their very pongy soundalikes! (Far Over The Misty Mountains Old, The Hobbit) Indeed so! 
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			Which song mentions willows? 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			I don't recall any in The Sil. There is various Tom Bom stuff in FORT, but it's mostly the Old Man, and I don't think they are grouped with other soporific trees. Treebeard sings about some First Age willows, but again, nothing soporific as I recall. Nothing that I remember in ROTK. That leaves TH, which is not too long to search through. Aha! Lullaby! Lullaby! ALDER and Willow! 
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			1.  He who harbours this looks out in wonder. 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			2. Does her bird sing as twilight approaches? ROAD: A steed with great stamina? Well, he unravels to reveal something else that just goes on and on. (FOTR & ROTK) SLOE: Hobbits sound leisurely at this point, even without the help of this kind of gin? Upon The Hearth, FOTR). 5. It's in a simile for a dark and wet place. 6. Sourcing with direction precedes an order to leave - sounds like kidding, though! Well, there he is. ILMARIN: Beach where a sick sailor doesn't hesitate, we hear. (I Sang of Leaves, FOTR) COLD (WATER): We may be glad of this variety of clear liquid, but its brother is said to be nobler. (Water Hot, FOTR) ALDER: One of a collection of soporific trees. (Lullaby, The Hobbit) TINUVIEL: Goodbye to honeyed soil and a Yorkshire atmosphere, since she is gone too? (Farewell Sweet Earth And Northern Sky, The Silmarillion) 11. Goddess embraces mother's first boy here. OLIPHAUNT: Gandalf 'expletifies' some of his cousins, for Bilbo has forgotten to dust the mantlepiece! (TTT) NIGHT OF NAUGHT: Head-rhyme *and* pararhyme!? It's nasal! It's nocturnal! It’s nihilistic! (Earendil Was A Mariner, FOTR) SPELLS: Too many beans at the Unexpected Party? Well, the dwarves made mighty ones, but not only their very pongy soundalikes! (Far Over The Misty Mountains Old, The Hobbit) That's the one!  
		
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			Is #5 a Mewlips reference? The poem actually features "dark and wet" in its second line. The obvious answer would be MARSH (of Tode), but I see the Mewlips don't actually live there; they live Beyond. SLIME, maybe? 
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
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			The password is clearly M'ARSENIC CATIONS, because all these songs make you think of your background manufacturing arsenites and arsenates.  
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
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