Purcell, H: 40 Songs H.vce Pft-complete
- Composer: Purcell
Sheet Music
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- Purcell: Ah, how pleasant 'tis to love, Z353
- Purcell: Ah! Belinda, I am press'd with torment (from Dido & Aeneas)
- Purcell: An Evening Hymn 'Now that the sun hath veiled his light', Z193
- Purcell: Cease, O My Sad Soul Z 363
- Purcell: Come All Yee Songsters
- Purcell: Fairest Isle (from King Arthur)
- Purcell: From Rosy Bow'rs (from Don Quixote)
- Purcell: From silent shades ('Bess of Bedlam') Z370
- Purcell: Hark how all things in one sound agree (from The Fairy Queen, Z629)
- Purcell: Hark! The Echoing Air (from The Fairy Queen, Z629)
- Purcell: Hears not my Phillis how the birds ('The Knotting Song'), Z371
- Purcell: I attempt from love's sickness to fly in vain (from The Indian Queen)
- Purcell: I saw that you were grown so high, Z387
- Purcell: I'll sail upon the dog-star (from A Fool's Preferment or The Three Dukes of Dunstable, Z571)
- Purcell: If music be the food of love, Z379
- Purcell: Incassum Lesbia, incassum rogas ('The Queen's Epicedium'), Z383
- Purcell: Lord, what is man?, Z192
- Purcell: Man is for the woman made (from The Mock Marriage, Z605)
- Purcell: More love or more disdain I crave, Z397
- Purcell: Music for a while, Z583
- Purcell: Not all my torments can your pity move, Z400
- Purcell: Nymphs and Shepherds, Z600
- Purcell: O lead me to some peaceful gloom (from Bonduca or The British Heroine, Z574)
- Purcell: Since from my dear Astrea's sight (from Prophetess or The History of Dioclesian, Z627)
- Purcell: Sound the trumpet (from Come Ye Sons of Art, Z323)
- Purcell: Strike the Viol (from Come Ye Sons of Art, Z323)
- Purcell: Sweet, be no longer sad Z 418
- Purcell: Sweeter than Roses (from Pausanius, the Betrayer of his Country, Z585)
- Purcell: Sylvia, now your scorn give over, Z420
- Purcell: Tell me, some pitying angel (The Blessed Virgin's Expostulation), Z196
- Purcell: The fatal hour comes on apace, Z421
- Purcell: There's not a swain (from Rule a Wife and Have a Wife, Z587)
- Purcell: Thrice happy lovers (An Epithalamium)
- Purcell: Thy hand, Belinda … When I am laid in earth (from Dido & Aeneas)
- Purcell: Tis Nature's voice (from Hail, Bright Cecilia, Z328)
- Purcell: We sing to him, whose wisdom form'd the ear, Z199
- Purcell: What can we poor females do?, Z429
- Purcell: What shall I do to show how much I love her? (from Prophetess or The History of Dioclesian, Z627)
- Purcell: Your awful voice I hear (The Tempest, Z631)
