Loved it the moment I read it.
All That is Gold Does Not Glitter
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
The second lines my favourite. On some days, it’s even my wallpaper.
Ps: Just so you know, it was a toss-up between this and the Sunscreen song – Even though the latter is strictly more of a piece of prose.