The Hobbit Special Quiz

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10 Questions - Developed by: Kaitlyn - Developed on: - 5.113 taken

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  • 1
    Far over the misty mountains cold. To dungeons deep and caverns old.
    Lost gold.
    We want our gold.
    We must away ere break of day to seek the pale enchanted gold.
  • 2
    The dwarves of yore made mighty spells, while hammers fell like ringing bells.
    We travel far from here and now we come for what's ours so leave the town.
    In places deep, where dark things sleep, in hollow halls beneath the fells.
    We just want our gold.
  • 3
    For ancient king and elvish lord there many a gleaming golden hoard.
    They shaped and wrought, and light they caught to hide in gems on hilt of sword.
    We just want our gold man!
    All we want is our gold. We travel far young and old.
  • 4
    On silver necklaces they strung the flowering stars, on crowns they hung.
    Time to bring out the rum.
    To drown the sorrows this song was sung.
    The dragon-fire, in twisted wire they meshed the light of moon and sun.
  • 5
    Far over the misty mountains cold to dungeons deep and caverns old.
    We must away, ere break of day, to claim our long-forgotten gold.
    It's time for us to get the gold!
  • 6
    Goblets they carved there for themselves, and harps of gold; where no man delves.
    There they lay long, and many a song was sung unheard by men and elves.
    It's time we team up with the elves.
  • 7
    The pines wee roaring o-o-o-on the height. The winds were moaning i-i-i-in the night.
    The fire was red. It flaming spread. The trees like torches blazed with light.
    The fire was red and it spread. The trees like torches blazed with light.
    The fire was red when it spread and the trees were blazed with light.
  • 8
    The bells were ringing i-i-i-in the dale. And men looked up with faces pale;
    Who really cares?
    The dragon's ire more fierce than fire laid low their towers and houses frail.
    It's time to claim the go-o-o-old from home. Take it back and let freedom roam!
  • 9
    The mountains smoked beneath the moon; the dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom
    They fled their hall to dying fall beneath his feet, beneath the moon.
    And then the meaning became clear as the dwarves realized the end was near.
  • 10
    Far over the misty mountains grim to dungeons deep and caverns dim
    This is the end of the song all the dwarves died and the dragon won!
    We must away, ere break of day, to win our harps and gold from him!
    There was one survivor and he won he won the gold for everyone!

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