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Alleluia
Evening Hymn
Fairest Isle
Pious Celinda
Mad Bess
Thanks to these lonesome vales
The Blessed Virgin's Expostulation
Job's Curse
Saul and the Witch at Endor
Lord, what is man
A Morning Hymn
In the black dismal dungeon of despair
The Queen's Epicedium
I take no pleasure
Hark the ech'ing air
How blest are shepherds
If music be the food of love (3rd version)
I'll sail upon the Dog-star
If music be the food of love (1st version)
There's not a swain of the plain
Not all my torments
Sweeter than roses
I spy Celia
What can we poor females do?
Shepherd, leave decoying
Let sullen discord smile
Why should men quarrel?
So when the glittering Queen of Night
Thou tun'st this world
'Tis holiday
Sound fame thy brazen trumpet
Shake the cloud from off your brow
Ah, Belinda! I am prest with torment
Fear no danger to ensue
Pursue thy conquest, love
But ere we this perform
Oft she visits this lov'd mountain
Come away, fellow sailors
Dialogue of Corydon and Mopsa
We sing to him
I attempt from love's sickness
Take not a woman's anger ill
Turn then thine eyes
Music for a while
On the brow of Richmond Hill
Man is for the woman made
Sound the trumpet
Lost is my quiet
No, resistance is but vain
When I am laid in earth