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...