“Elwe, lord of the Teleri, went often through the great woods to seek out seek out Finwe, his friend in the dwellings of the Noldor; and it chanced on a time that he came alone to the starlit wood of Nan Elmoth, and there suddenly he heard the song of nightingales. Then an enchantment fell upon him, and he stood still; and afar off beyond the voices of the lomelindi he heard the voice of Melian, and it filled all his heart with wonder and desire. He forgot then utterly all his people and all the purposes of his mind, and following the birds under the shadow of the trees he passed deep into Nan Elmoth and was lost. But he came at last to a glade open to the stars, and there Melian stood; and out of the darkness he looked at her, and light of Aman was in her face.
She spoke no word; but being filled with love Elwe came to her took her hand, and straightaway a spell was laid on him, so that stood thus while long years were measured by the wheeling stars above them; and the trees of Nan Elmoth grew tall and dark before they spoke any word.”
From The Silmarillion by JRR Tolkien (1977 – written circa 1917 to 1940)