This is the second part of the series, made from the fullscreen version of RotK.
The scene from Many Partings continues. Bilbo has just sung his weary version of "The Road Goes Ever On and On"....As Bilbo murmured the last words his head dropped on his chest and he slept soundly.
The evening deepened in the room, and the firelight burned brighter; and they looked at Bilbo as he slept and saw that his face was smiling. For some time they sat in silence; and then Sam looking round at the room and the shadows flickering on the walls, said softly:
‘I don’t think, Mr. Frodo, that he’s done much writing while we’ve been away. He won’t ever write our story now.’
At that Bilbo opened an eye, almost as if he had heard. Then he roused himself. ‘You see, I am getting so sleepy,’ he said....
‘Of course I’ll do it!’ said Frodo. ‘And of course I’ll come back soon: it won’t be dangerous any more. There is a real king now, and he will soon put the roads in order.’
‘Thank you, my dear fellow!’ said Bilbo. ‘That really is a very great relief to my mind.’ And with that he fell fast asleep again.
The next day Gandalf and the hobbits took leave of Bilbo in his room, for it was cold out of doors; and then they said farewell to Elrond and all his household.
As Frodo stood upon the threshold, Elrond wished him a fair journey, and blessed him, and he said:
‘I think, Frodo, that maybe you will not need to come back, unless you come very soon. For about this time of the year, when the leaves are gold before they fall, look for Bilbo in the woods of the Shire. I shall be with him.’
These words no one else heard, and Frodo kept them to himself.
I think these caps speak for themselves, so lovely are they, and so expressive of Bilbo and Frodo's mutual love, however unequal their abilities have become.
Bilbo makes his query about the Ring. "I'm sorry, Uncle," Frodo answers, "I'm afraid I lost it." "What a pity," Bilbo sighs, nestling his head against Frodo's shoulder. "I should like to have held it, one last time". Frodo says nothing, but his eyes show how well he understands that desire,
and how he rues it.
ETA: Last night, looking at these entries, jan-u-wine was moved to write a poem.
The way it expresses what is running beneath and through this film scene is so expressive,
so moving, and so on the mark I've asked her if I might post it here. She has consented.
It is posted below the caps to which it speaks.
Now Far Ahead the Road Has Gone
~ by jan-u-wineIt is gone for ever
is dark and empty.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
I am glad we are granted
to speak together quietly.
Frighteningly fragile he is in my arms,
pulse threading thin against my cheek.
The wrinkled whisper of his voice
stutters upon my ear.
He is asking for It now,
asking, like someone who has lost a child
and wishes only,
in their sorrow
for a final look,
I know, Uncle.
I lost It,
Well, that is not so much a lie.
It is lost.
As are we.
I see the long road opening up before us,
a road from which there is no return.
And light gathers gentle around us,
like autumn lying soft upon a harvest field.
His head rests upon my shoulder.
No one else might hope to understand his weariness.
There is no one to understand mine.
I lean my head to his,
close my eyes to the swiftly passing world.
And I dreme,
in the dying of the day.
upon the Sea.
Part I of "Ride to the Grey Havens".
Jan-u-wine's Lord of the Rings-based poetry may be found at LotR Scrapbook.
Listing of all Frodo Screencap entries HERE.