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Mountains and a new peace came over the edge of the Wild. It was spring,
and a fair one with mild weathers and a bright sun, before Bilbo and
Gandalf took their leave at last of Beorn, and though he longed for
home. Bilbo left with regret, for the flowers of the gardens of Beorn
were m springtime no less marvellous than in high summer. At last they
came up the long road, and reached the very pass where the goblins had