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I have found many interesting things on the subject of trolls.
I can not take any credit for the material found within this site.
They are just some of the things I liked or kept for some reason.
If anyone finds something of their's here,
I will gladly give them credit or remove it as the case may be.


Welcome to my humble cave.
I hope you find your way around alright.
Trolls tend to have a housekeeping problem, you know . . .
Watch the fire, just got in for hunting, ummm rabbit tonight. Yummy!
Care to join me?

Well then, sit back and relax.
Check out any little nook that catches your fancy.
Don't mind the bones, I have been meaning to sweep them out.


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The word "Troll"

In Proto-Trollsylvanian, "torolla" meant "bridge-tender", which was the occupation of many of the inhabitants. The variations in Trollsylvanian names reflect two factors: different families and time. The origin, say, of the modern Trollska, is probably "Torolla skizan", or "Bridge Keeper with broad stripes". Depending on which group bordered whom, over time such modifiers changed to fit in with the neighbors -- like -stein, or -ska, or -slovia. In many languages, as well as Modern Trollsylvanian, the word has shifted to "troll".


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Song About Old Troll

Troll sat alone on his seat of stone, And munched and mumbled a bare old bone;
For many a year he had gnawed it near, for meat was hard to come by.
Done by! Gum by!
In a cave in the hills he dwelt alone, and meat was hard to come by.

Up came Tom with his big boots on.
Said he to Troll: "Pray, what is yon?
For it looks like the shin o' my nuncle Tim, as should be a-lyin' in graveyard.
Caveyard! Paveyard!
This many a year has Tim been gone, and I thought he were lyin' in graveyard."

"My lad," said Troll, "this bone I stole, but what be bones that lie in a hole?
Thy nuncle was dead as a lump o' lead, afore I found his shinbone.
Tinbone! Thinbone!
He can spare a share for a poor old troll, for he don't need his shinbone."

Said Tom: "I don't see why the likes o' thee, without axin' leave should go makin' free,
with the shank or the shin o' my father's kin; So hand the old bone over!
Rover! Trover!
Though dead he be, it belongs to he; So hand the old bone over!"

"For a couple o' pins," says Troll, and grins, "I'll eat thee too, and gnaw thy shins.
A bit o' fresh meat will go down sweet!
I'll try my teeth on thee now.
Hee now! See now!
I'm tired o' gnawing old bones and skins; I've a mind to dine on thee now."

Thee'll be a nice change from thine nuncle.
Sunkle! Drunkle!
I'm tired of gnawing old bones and skins; thee'll be a nice change from thine nuncle."

But just as he thought his dinner was caught, he found his hands had hold of naught.
Before he could mind, Tom slipped behind and gave him the boot to larn him.
Warn him! Darn him!
A bump o' the boot on the seat, Tom thought, Would be the way to larn him.

But harder than stone is the flesh and bone of a troll that sits in the hills alone.
As well set your boot to the mountain's root, for the seat of a troll don't feel it.
Peel it! Heal it!
Old Troll laughed, when he heard Tom groan, and he knew his toes could feel it.

Tom's leg is game, since home he came, And his bootless foot is lasting lame;
but Troll don't care, and he's still there with the bone he boned from it's owner.
Doner! Boner!
Troll's old seat is still the same, And the bone he boned from it's owner!

Songs and tales; J.R.R. Tolkien's work.


Romeo's Castle
Romeo's Castle
A Gothic Bedtime Story
A Gothic Bedtime Story
Sad Tale of a Troll
Sad Tale of a Troll
Honey, the Trolls are Back
The Trolls are Back
Trollish Links
Trollish Links
What is a Troll?
What is a Troll?
Three Billy Goats Gruff
Three Billy Goats Gruff (Play)
About This Troll
About This Troll


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