The Lay of Leithian - Canto IV J. R. R. Tolkien

There long ago in Elder-days
ere voice was heard or trod were ways,
the haunt of silent shadows stood
in starlit dusk, Nan Elmoth wood.
In Elder-days that long are gone
a light amid the shadows shone,
a voice was in the silence heard:
the sudden singing of a bird.
There Melian came, the Lady grey,
and dark and long her tresses lay
beneath her silver girdle-seat
and down unto her silver feet.
The nightingales with hеr she brought,
to whom their song hersеlf she taught,
who sweet upon her gleaming hands
had sung in the immortal lands.

Thence wayward wandering on a time
from Lórien she dared to climb
the everlasting mountain-wall
of Valinor, at whose feet fall
the surges of the Shadowy Sea.
Out away she went then free,
to gardens of Valar no more
returning, but on mortal shore,
a glimmer ere the dawn she strayed,
singing her spells from glade to glade.