Not thus, in ancient days of Caledon,
Was thy voice must amid the festal crowd,
When lay of hopeless love, or glory won,
Aroused the fearful, or subdued the proud.
At each according pause was heard aloud
Thine ardent symphony sublime and high!
Fair dames and crested chiefs attention bow’d;
For still the burden of thy minstrelsy
Was Knighthood’s dauntless deed, and Beauty’s matchless eye.
Sir Walter Scott – Lady of the the Lake
La Donna del lago (opera by Giachino Rossini)