Fionn mac Cumhaill
" ... he heard far off in the deepening gloom the first notes of the fairy harp. Never such music was made by mortal hand, for it had in it sorrows that man has never felt, and joys for which man has no name, and it seemed as if a man listening to that music might burst from time into eternity..."
The High Deeds of Finn and other Bardic Romances of Ancient Ireland, by T. W. Rolleston