Sound the trumpet till around
You make the listening shores rebound;
On the sprightly hautboy play
All the instruments of joy
That skilful numbers can employ
To celebrate the glories [glory] of this day.
Cold Song
Cold Song
Cold Song
Cold Song
A Prince Of Glorious Race Descended
A Prince Of Glorious Race Descended
Fairest Isle
Fairest Isle
Sound The Trumpet
Here The Deities Approve
When I Am Laid In Earth (Dido's Lament)
Here The Deities Approve
When I Am Laid In Earth (Dido's Lament)
The Honour Of a Jubilee
The Honour Of a Jubilee
Bid The Virtues
Bid The Virtues
Wake, Wake, Quivera (The Indian Queen)
Wake, Wake, Quivera (The Indian Queen)
These Are The Sacred Charms