I’ve always loved the title of this poem :o)

It’s about Swords and Sorcery and Carlos Magnus/Charles the Great/Charlemagne.

So much to do, so little time – this came as a side-note to my recent research and I’ve yet to fully figure out why.

Could it be the Canto below? ? ?

Roland, who long the lady of Cathay,
  Angelica, had loved, and with his brand
  Raised countless trophies to that damsel gay,
  In India, Median, and Tartarian land,
  Westward with her had measured back his way;
  Where, nigh the Pyrenees, with many a band
  Of Germany and France, King Charlemagne
  Had camped his faithful host upon the plain.

Or, maybe….the fact that Zerbino and Ginevra are children of the King of Scotland, Duke of Ross?