I attended a recitation of Beowulf in Old English, performed by Benjamin Bagby. The story was so spellbinding, that at one point I realized I had stopped reading the subtitles and was caught up in the poetry itself. That was magic.
Cromwell? There is nothing jolly about Cromwell. I can’t help see anyone but John Rhys-Davies as Bombadil, and he wouldn’t need any of the attrocious make-up that he had to endure as Gimli, Gloin’s son.