(Elves are singing...)

Legolas: A lament for Gandalf.

Merry: What do they say about him?

Legolas: I have not the heart to tell you. For me, the grief is still too near.

Sam: I bet they don't mention his fireworks. There should be a verse about them.

The finest rockets ever seen

They burst in stars of blue and green

Or after thunder, silver showers

Came falling like a rain of flowers

Oh, that doesn't do them justice by a long road.