William Shakespeare
Warwickshire

Orpheus

Rating: 3.4
? or John Fletcher.

ORPHEUS with his lute made trees
And the mountain tops that freeze
   Bow themselves when he did sing:
To his music plants and flowers
Ever sprung; as sun and showers
   There had made a lasting spring.

Every thing that heard him play,
Even the billows of the sea,
   Hung their heads and then lay by.
In sweet music is such art,
   Killing care and grief of heart
   Fall asleep, or hearing, die.
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Tejus b.v 30 January 2018
Some nice Somuch nice
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* Sunprincess * 21 April 2016
......beautiful, was nice to read a second time ?
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Fabrizio Frosini 23 December 2015
SCENE I. London. QUEEN KATHARINE's apartments. Enter QUEEN KATHARINE and her Women, as at work QUEEN KATHARINE Take thy lute, wench: my soul grows sad with troubles; Sing, and disperse 'em, if thou canst: leave working. SONG Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain tops that freeze, Bow themselves when he did sing: To his music plants and flowers Ever sprung; as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing, die.
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Fabrizio Frosini 23 December 2015
this is from ''Henry VIII'', Act III, Scene 1
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Dimitrios Galanis 23 January 2016
I admire you, dear Fabrizio, to see you here proving your vast knowledge of literature.
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Brian Jani 26 April 2014
Awesome I like this poem, check mine out
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