The Hobbit's Words of Sorrow

I looked forward to a day I might shake your hand,

A goal I had made for a future time

Though I had no idea of your specific plan,

nor the depth to which you strived

From the Valar sent one of Istari's clan

In the eastern gates the battles grind

Striking blows bashing the face of Durin's Bane

Because you knew his secret sign

With your hat and your cloak invoking command

To benefit the fellowship of the ring