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Labels: Virgin Classics
1 | Now does the glorious day appear : Symphony | Henry Purcell | 3:44 |
2 | Now does the glorious day appear : Now does the glorious day appear | Henry Purcell | 1:18 |
3 | Now does the glorious day appear : Not any one such joy could bring | Henry Purcell | 1:27 |
4 | Now does the glorious day appear : This does our fertile isle with glory crown | Henry Purcell | 2:09 |
5 | Now does the glorious day appear : Now does the glorious day appear | Henry Purcell | 1:19 |
6 | Now does the glorious day appear : It was a work of full as great a weight | Henry Purcell | 1:51 |
7 | Now does the glorious day appear : By beauteous softness mix'd with majesty | Henry Purcell | 2:23 |
8 | Now does the glorious day appear : Her hero to whose conduct and whose arms | Henry Purcell | 1:26 |
9 | Now does the glorious day appear : Our dear Religion, with our Law's defence | Henry Purcell | 1:30 |
10 | Now does the glorious day appear : No more shall we the great Eliza boast | Henry Purcell | 1:16 |
11 | Now does the glorious day appear : Now, now, with one united voice | Henry Purcell | 2:07 |
12 | Love's goddess sure was blind : Symphony | Henry Purcell | 4:00 |
13 | Love's goddess sure was blind : Love's goddess sure was blind this day | Henry Purcell | 3:04 |
14 | Love's goddess sure was blind : Those eyes, that form, that lofty mien | Henry Purcell | 1:20 |
15 | Love's goddess sure was blind : Sweetness of nature and true wit | Henry Purcell | 3:03 |
16 | Love's goddess sure was blind : Long may she reign over this isle | Henry Purcell | 2:12 |
17 | Love's goddess sure was blind : May her blest example chase | Henry Purcell | 1:20 |
18 | Love's goddess sure was blind : Many such days may she behold | Henry Purcell | 3:04 |
19 | Love's goddess sure was blind : May she to Heaven late return | Henry Purcell | 1:24 |
20 | Love's goddess sure was blind : As much as we below shall mourn | Henry Purcell | 1:45 |
21 | Come ye sons of art : Symphony | Henry Purcell | 3:28 |
22 | Come ye sons of art : Come ye sons of art, away | Henry Purcell | 1:45 |
23 | Come ye sons of art : Sound the trumpet, sound, till around | Henry Purcell | 2:26 |
24 | Come ye sons of art : Come ye sons of art, away | Henry Purcell | 1:14 |
25 | Come ye sons of art : Strike the viol, touch the lute | Henry Purcell | 4:25 |
26 | Come ye sons of art : The day that such a blessing gave | Henry Purcell | 2:41 |
27 | Come ye sons of art : Bid the Virtues, bid the Graces | Henry Purcell | 2:40 |
28 | Come ye sons of art : These are the sacred charms that shield | Henry Purcell | 1:33 |
29 | Come ye sons of art : See nature, rejoicing, has shown us the way | Henry Purcell | 2:47 |