A poem about Gimli and Galadriel, kindly provided by Janet, thank you.

I'll close my mind to her,
What's a dwarf to do?
The Lady of the Golden Wood...
Makes me this Quest now rue.

She questions us in turn-
All the Company!
What shall I say to her at last
When she casts her eyes on me.
She calls my name, I bow my head
I won't let my fear show,
But lo, she speaks of dwarves' brave deeds,
Our hearts she seems to know..
Her words are kind, her beauty great
It was wrong to think her ill,
For now and always, evermore
I'll love Galadriel.