[ArwenBaggins]

Here's a kinda lame one for Pippin's grave:

Merry TOLD me not to eat those poison mushrooms!

And I'm still sticking to this for my grave. It's kinda long, but I like it.

Nae! Be-vall dannar lais na-húl, ínath arnediad bin revail gelaidh! Ínath 'wannanner be yllath gelig e-viruvor velui ned bair erchail athan Annûn, di-rynd luin Elbereth ias elenath thiliar na-'lír lam dîn aer a brand.

I don't know if I will have the translation or not. It will leave the reader to ponder: 'What the hell does that mean'?

'Alas! Like gold fall [the] leaves in-[the]-wind, long-years numberless as the winds of trees! [The] long-years [have] passed like swift draughts [of] the miruvórë in lofty halls beyond [the] West, beneath [the] blue vaults [of] Varda wherein [the] stars glimmer in-[the]-song [of] her voice holy and noble.

[ June 18, 2003: Message edited by: ArwenBaggins ]