This is based on Robert Frost's Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening "The Musings of Gandalf the Grey" Whose Ring this is I think I kow. It is Sauron's, our greatest foe; He will not see me stopping here To thwart the way his forces go. My Hobbit friends must think it queer To thwart what shows not any fear Between Mount Doom and Lorien The darkest season of the year. In worried nagging they partake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound's the shriek Of howling wind and biting flake. The Ring is lovely, cold, and deep, But I have promises to keep, And hosts to thwart before I sleep, And hosts to thwart before I sleep.