William Shakespeare

Here you will find the Poem Orpheus with his Lute Made Trees of poet William Shakespeare

Orpheus with his Lute Made Trees

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.

 Everything 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.