Lyric Poem · Peace
To Music: a Song
Music, thou queen of heaven, care-charming spell,
That strik'st a stillness into hell;
Thou that tam'st tigers, and fierce storms, that rise,
With thy soul-melting lullabies;
Fall down, down, down, from those thy chiming spheres
To charm our souls, as thou enchant'st our ears.
This poem is in the public domain.
“To Music: a Song” by Robert Herrick — quilloak.com/poems/to-music-a-song
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