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treasuries down in the deep places: they are drowned in water--or in a shadow of fear.'`Then what do the dwarves want to come back for? ' asked Sam.'For mithril,' answered Gandalf. `The wealth of Moria was not in gold and jewels, the toys of the Dwarves; nor in iron, their servant. Such things they found here, it is true, especially iron; but they did not
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shining spears were laid in hoard.
Unwearied then were Durin's folkBeneath the mountains woke:The harpers harped, the minstrels sang,And at the gates the trumpets rang.
The world is grey, the mountains old,The forge's fire is ashen-coldNo harp is wrung, no hammer falls:The darkness dwells in Durin's hallsThe shadow lies upon his tombIn Moria, in Khazad-dûm.But still the sunken stars appearIn dark and windless Mirrormere;There lies his crown in water deep,Till Durin wakes again from sleep.`I like that! ' said Sam. `I should like to learn it. In Moria, in Khazad-dûm! But it makes the darkness seem heavier, thinking of all those lamps. Are there piles of jewels and gold lying about here still? 'Gimli was silent. Having sung his song he would say no more.`Piles of jewels? ' said Gandalf. `No. The Orcs have often plundered Moria; there is nothing left in the upper halls. And since the dwarves fled, no one dares to seek the shafts and