End of a day of hunting

Ferchon's day had been long and tiring, but also fructuous: three spiders and two wargs were felled by his daggers on that venture. On the way back to his hunting shack he stumbled upon a beautiful pond. He decided to rest there for a while, and enjoy the serenity of that spot in Mirkwood. Before leaving he took his harp and started to sing:

Learn now the Lore of Living Creatures!

First name the four, the free peoples:

Eldest of all, the elf-children;

Dwarf the delver, dark are his houses;

Ent the earthborn, old as mountains;

Man the mortal, master of horses:

Beaver the builder, buck the leaper,

Bear bee-hunter, boar the fighter;

Hound is hungry, hare is fearful,

Eagle in eyrie, ox in pasture,

Hart horn-crownéd; hawk is swiftest,

Swan the whitest, serpent coldest...