Beauteous Softness

If music be the food of love, Z.379a

Lovely Selina

The pale and purple rose

A Hymn to God the Father ('Wilt Thou forgive that sin')

Overture

In the black dismal dungeon of despair, Z.190

Be welcome then, great Sir

Powerful Morpheus

Arise my muse

So when the qlitt'ring queen of night

So ceas'd the rival crew when Purcell came

Vouchsafe, O Lord

Chaconne – First Music

O let me weep (The Plaint)

By beauteous softness

Poor Celadon, he sighs in vain (Loving above himself)

Crown the altar

Sleep, downy sleep, come close mine eyes (Anthem for the evening)

Now that the sun hath veiled his light (An Evening Hymn)