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.
J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings, Part One: The Fellowship of the Ring, Strider, Collins Modern Classic, 2001, p167.