Admittedly, I Tend to Skip the Poetry on Re-Reads

Song Of Beren And Lúthien:

The leaves were long, the grass was green,
The hemlock-umbels tall and fair,
And in the glade a light was seen
Of stars in shadow shimmering.
Tinúviel was dancing there
To music of a pipe unseen,
And light of stars was in her hair,
And in her raiment glimmering...

JRR Tolkien.