“Elen sila lumenn' omentielvo, a star shines on the hour of our meeting.”

“Farewell, and may the blessing of Elves and Men and all Free Folk go with you.May the stars shine upon your faces!”

“Then holding the star aloft and the bright sword advanced, Frodo, hobbit of the Shire, walked steadily down to meet the eyes.”

“Elen síla lúmenn' omentielvo”

“A new day will come and when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer.”

“Gil-galad was an Elven-king.Of him the harpers sadly sing:the last whose realm was fair and freebetween the Mountains and the Sea.His sword was long, his lance was keen,his shining helm afar was seen;the countless stars of heaven's fieldwere mirrored in his silver shield.But long ago he rode away,and where he dwelleth none can say;for into darkness fell his starin Mordor where the shadows are.”

“Above all shadows rides the Sunand Stars for ever dwell:I will not say the Day is done,nor bid the Stars farewell.”