Orpheus

Tdya 8 dv rats rodvddérdpaocw ’OAvpwov Oardpas, &yOa wor’ ’Opgeds xiBapliwy Edvayer Sévipea povcas, tvvayer Offpas dypwras. —Baxyat. 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. —Henry VII. . « - vocalem temere insecutz Orphea sylvee, Arte materna rapidos morantem Fluminum lapsus, celeresque ventos, Blandum et auritas fidibus canoris Ducere quercus. —Hor. Carm., Lib. I. xii.