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Author: Nahum Tate (1652-1715)

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Bid the Virtues (Bid the Virtues, bid the Graces) - H. Purcell DUT
Bid the Virtues, bid the Graces DUT
H. Purcell: Bid the Virtues

Celebrate this festival (Crown the altar, deck the shrine) - H. Purcell
Come, ye Sons of Art (Come, ye Sons of Art, come away ) - H. Purcell DUT
Come, ye Sons of Art, come away DUT
H. Purcell: Come, ye Sons of Art

Crown the altar, deck the shrine
H. Purcell: Celebrate this festival

Dido's Lament (Thy hand, Belinda, darkness shades me) - H. Purcell SPA
Gentle shepherds, you that know
H. Purcell: Pastoral Elegy on the Death of Mr. John Playford

Pastoral Elegy on the Death of Mr. John Playford (Gentle shepherds, you that know) - H. Purcell
Retir'd from any mortal's sight (Retir'd from any Mortal's sight) - H. Purcell
Retir'd from any Mortal's sight
H. Purcell: Retir'd from any mortal's sight

See Nature, rejoicing (See Nature, rejoicing, has shown us the way) - H. Purcell DUT
See Nature, rejoicing, has shown us the way DUT
H. Purcell: See Nature, rejoicing

Sound the trumpet (Sound the trumpet till around ) - H. Purcell, H. Purcell DUT FRE
Sound the trumpet till around DUT FRE
H. Purcell, H. Purcell: Sound the trumpet

Strike the Viol (Strike the Viol, touch the Lute ) - H. Purcell DUT
Strike the Viol, touch the Lute DUT
H. Purcell, H. Purcell: Strike the Viol

Tell me, tell me some, some pitying angel
H. Purcell: The Blessed Virgin's Expostulation

The Blessed Virgin's Expostulation (Tell me, tell me some, some pitying angel) - H. Purcell
The day that such a blessing gave DUT
H. Purcell: The Honour of a Jubilee

The Honour of a Jubilee (The day that such a blessing gave) - H. Purcell DUT
These are the sacred charms (These are the sacred charms that shield) - H. Purcell DUT
These are the sacred charms that shield DUT
H. Purcell: These are the sacred charms

Thy hand, Belinda, darkness shades me SPA
H. Purcell: Dido's Lament

Young Thirsis' fate (Young Thirsis' fate ye hills and groves deplore) - H. Purcell
Young Thirsis' fate ye hills and groves deplore
H. Purcell: Young Thirsis' fate