ANGELO BRANDUARDI "fables and fantasies" The Enchanted Lake Close by Jacob's fountain Starts the strange tale I will tell Where fair Madelaine met an enchanter Who addressed her in a tongue few men know well Said he all you wish From this hour is yours for asking Tell me all your desire For there's no dream I can't fulfill it Sir be on your way I've no time for your games Not for you do I wait here but for another He will come for me and bring me a velvet gown And we'll go hand in hand to London town You're a fool if you think you won't be mine Said the enchanter to fair Madelaine And yet you are young so I forgive you If you'd lived my thousand years you'd play Once more did he ask For a wish from her heart Better believe now or spells I will use to make you mine You'd make a fine tree that blossomed every springtime Shade me in the summer and be my firewood in winter This has gone to far Cried out the young maid Now I see you for a liar Full of your own wind All this talk of spells What nonsense a thousand years When I see your face to be younger yet than mine So the enchanter spun him circles three And turned her with a spell to a calm white lake From the top of a tower of ivory Forever he gazes on her face So the enchanter spun him circles three And turned her with a spell to a calm white lake From the top of a tower of ivory Forever he loves fair Madelaine's face...