See Nature, rejoicing, has shown us the way,
With innocent revels to welcome the day.
The tuneful grove, and talking rill,
The laughing vale, the replying hill,
With charming harmony unite,
The happy season to invite.
What the Graces require,
And the Muses inspire,
Is at once our delight and our duty to pay.
Thus Nature, rejoicing, has shown us the way,
With innocent revels to welcome the day.
Cold Song
Cold Song
Fairest Isle
Cold Song
Cold Song
Fairest Isle
Come, Ye Sons Of Art
Come, Ye Sons Of Art
Sound The Trumpet
Here The Deities Approve
When I Am Laid In Earth (Dido's Lament)
When I Am Laid In Earth (Dido's Lament)
A Prince Of Glorious Race Descended
A Prince Of Glorious Race Descended
Here The Deities Approve
Fly Bold Rebellion
Fly Bold Rebellion
See Nature, Rejoicing
The Honour Of a Jubilee
See Nature, Rejoicing