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John Christopher Smith
(1712 - 1795)
Orpheus with his lute (reduced accompaniment)
(Song)
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From "The Fairies", 1755, an opera composed to an adaptation by Garrick of "A Midsummer Night's Dream". The piece is offered in its original version with orchestral accompaniment, and also with an accompaniment reduced to oboe and continuo.
Lyrics: William Shakespeare
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,
Ev'n 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.
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,
Ev'n 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.