[Arthur Sullivan] Orpheus with his lute

Orpheus with his lute Text: Shakespeare, Henry VIII, Act III scene 1 Orpheus with his lute, with his lute made trees And the mountain tops that freeze Bow themselves when he did sing. Orpheus with his lute, with his lute made trees And the mountain tops that freeze Bow themselves when he did sing. Bow themselves when he did sing. To his music plants and flow'rs Ever sprung as sun and show'rs There had made a lasting spring. To his music plants and flow'rs Ever sprung as sun and show'rs There had made a lasting spring. Ev'ry thing that heard him play Ev'n the billows of the sea, Hung their heads and then lay by, Hung their heads and then lay by, In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart, In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart, Fall asleep, or hearing die, Fall asleep, or hearing die. Arthur Sullivan, "Orpheus with his lute" from 5 Shakespeare Songs, No. 1 Roger Drabble, Boy Sop (Treble) Yvonne Howard, M. Sop