Purcell: Songs and Airs

O Solitude! Z.406a

Tyrannic Love, Z.613: Ah! how sweet it is to love

Not all my torments can your pity move, Z.400

Stripp'd of their green, Z.444

Tell me, some pitying Angel, Z.196

If music be the food of love, Z.379

The Fairy Queen, Z.629: Hark! the echoing air

The fatal hour comes on apace, Z.421

In cassum, Lesbia, Z.383

Pausanias, Z.585: Sweeter than roses

Cupid, the slyest rogue alive, Z.367

From silent shades, Z.370

The Tempest, Z.631: Dear pretty youth

From rosy bow'rs, Z.578

Now that the sun hath veiled his light, Z.193

Sophonisba, Z.590: Beneath a poplar's shadow

I attempt from love's sickness to fly, Z.630

Let us dance, Z.627

King Arthur, Z.628: Fairest isle

O Solitude! Z.406

Nymphs and Shepherds, Z.600

Amidst the shades and cool refreshing streams, Z.355

Love in their little veins inspires, Z.632

Fly swift, ye hours, Z.369

The Indian Queen, Z.629: They tell us that your mighty powers

The Plaint: O let me weep, Z.629

In the black, dismal dungeon of despair, Z.190

See, even Night herself is here, Z.629

The Indian Queen, Z.630: Why should men quarrel?

The Indian Queen, Z.630: Seek not to know

King Richard the Second, Z.581: Retir'd from mortals' sight

To arms, heroic Prince, Z.600

Bonduca, Z.574: O lead me to some peaceful gloom

The Tempest, Z.631: Halcyon Days

Bid the Virtues

A Divine Hymn, Z.192: Lord, what is man?

Oedipus, Z.583: Music for a while

If music be the food of love (1st setting), Z.379

A Scotch Song, Z.412: Sawney is a bonny lad

When I have often heard young maids complaining, Z.629

Theodosius, Z.606: Ah! Cruel, bloody fate

Dido and Aeneas, Z.626: Thy hand, Belinda ... When I am laid in earth