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 (the) blade that was broken,
The crown(less) again shall be king.
~The Riddle of Strider (The Lord of the Rings Trilogy)
