An exerpt from The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers: Chapter 1: "The Departure of Boromir"
For awhile, the three companions remained silent, gazing after [Boromir]. Then Aragorn spoke.
"They will look for him from the White Tower," he said, " but he will not return from mountain or from sea."
Then slowly he began to sing:
Through Rohan over fen and field where the long grass grows
The West Wind comes walking, and about the wall it goes.
"What news from the West, O wandering wind, do you bring to me tonight?
Have you seen Boromir the Tall by moon or by starlight?"
"I saw him ride over the streams, over waters wide and grey;
I saw him walk in empty lands, until he passed away
Into the shadows of the North. I saw him then no more.
The North Wind may have heard the horn of Denethor."
"O Boromir! From the high walls westward I looked afar,
But you came not from the empty lands where no men are."
Then Legolas sang:
From the mouths of the Sea the South Wind flies, from the sandhills and the stones;
The wailing of the gulls it bears, and at the gate it moans.
"What news from the South, O sighing wind, do you bring to me at eve?
Where now is Boromir the Fair? He tarries and I grieve."
"Ask not of me where he doth dwell - so many bones there lie
On the white shores and the dark shores under the stormy sky;
So many have passed down Anduin to find the flowing Sea.
Ask of the North Wind news of them the North Wind sends to me!"
"O Boromir! Beyond the gate the seaward road runs south,
But you came not with the wailing gulls from the grey sea's mouth."
Then Aragorn sang again:
From the Gate of Kings, the North Wind rides, and past the roaring falls;
And clear and cold about the tower its loud horn calls.
"What news from the North, O mighty wind, do you bring to me today?
What news of Boromir the Bold? For he is long away."
"Beneath Amon Hen I heard his cry. There many foes he fought.
His cloven shield, his broken sword, they to the water brought.
His head so proud, his face so fair, his limbs they laid to rest;
And Rauros, golden Rauros-falls, bore him upon its breast."
"O Boromir! The Tower of Guard shall ever northward gaze
To Rauros, golden Rauros-falls, until the end of days."
So they ended. Then they turned their boat and drove it with all the speed they could against the stream back to Parth Galen.
"You left the West Wind to me," said Gimli, "but I will speak naught of it."
"That is as it should be," said Aragorn. "In Minas Tirith they endure the East Wind, but they do not ask it for tidings. But, now Boromir has taken his road, and we must make haste to choose our own."
Continued
Legolas turned to his companions with concern in his eyes.
"Why must we not speak of the East Wind? Is there evil in its caress? Gimli, please continue the lament for your friend, if even his people would not have thought of it. There is no harm in bidding it show kindness."
Gimli gave his friend a smile that seemed to laugh at the elf's innocence.
"Very well, I shall ask the East Wind for comfort, though likely it shall refuse." He began to sing:
From the land of darkness, the mountains, and the seas,
The East Wind bellows and blows among the trees.
"What news from the East, O cruel wind, do you bring to me this noon?
Tell me, should Boromir the True be arriving soon?"
"The battle almost won, he stood against the evening sky;
But, another cut him down, and he has fallen 'nigh.
Fight, did he, even as he took his final breath;
Yet, remember him, will we, even after death."
"O Boromir! Your friends and foes now call,
And those of Mordor shall know you not at all."