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Well, for me it has to be a toss up between two song concerning the Elves:
"Light as leaves on lindentree", the song about Tenuviel Aragorn sings to the Hobbits and "I sang of leaves", the haunting beautiful lament Galadriel sings before her farewell to the Fellowship.
Both of these songs simply employ very beautiful, "elfish" imagery and, in a way can be seen as a contrast to one another: In the song about Luthien, it is spring and all is green and jubilant:
The leaves were long, the grass was green
the hemlock-umbels tall and fair
And in the glade a light was seen
Tenuviel was dancing there
To music of a pipe unseen,
And light of stars was in her hair
And in her raiment glimmering
It perfectly embodies that "joy" and "wonder" the Elves radiate.
And then, in Galadriel's song, all that is dying with "falling leaves" and "withering flowers" in preparation for "empty, dead days" The magic of the Elves is draining away and disappearing forever, yet not less beautiful in its waning stage than it was in its zenith in the First Age.
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