" 'Then, Éowyn of Rohan, I say to you that you are beautiful. In the valleys of our hills there are flowers fair and bright, and maidens fairer still; but neither flower nor lady have I seen till now in Gondor so lovely...'

And so they stood on the walls of the City of Gondor, and a great wind rose and blew, and their hair, raven and golden, streamed out mingling in the air.

... And he took her in his arms and kissed her under the sunlit sky, and he cared not that they stood high upon the walls in the sight of many." 

-- J. R. R. Tolkien, Lord of the Rings