Secular songs for solo voice

A choir of bright beauties; A pastoral coronation song see While Thirsis, wrapp'd; A pastoral elegy on the death of Mr.John Playford see Gentle shepherds; A thousand sev'ral ways; Aaron thus propos'd to Moses; Ah! cruel nymph; Ah! how pleasant; Ah! what pains; Amidst the shades; Amintas, to my grief I see; Amintor, heedless of his flocks; An elegy upon the death of Mr. Thomas Farmer, B.M. see Young Thirsis' fate; Anacreon's defeat see This poet sings; Ask me to love; Bacchus is a pow'r divine; Bell Barr see I love and I must Beneath a dark and melancholy grove; Bess of Bedlam see From silent shades Beware, poor shepherds; Cease, anxious world; Cease, 0 my sad soul; Celia's fond; Corinna is divinely fair; Cupid, the slyest rogue alive; Draw near, you lovers; Farewell, all joys; Farewell, ye rocks; Fly swift, ye hours; From silent shades; Gentle shepherds; He hirnself courts; Hears not my PhiHis; High on a throne. Version A; High on a throne. Version B; On the death of his worthy friend Mr. Matthew Locke see What hope for us remains Pastora's beauties when unblown; Phillis, I can ne'er forgive it; Phillis, talk no more; Pious Celinda; Rashly I swore; Sappho's complaint see Beneath a dark and melancholy grove Sawney is a bonny lad; Scarce had the rising sun; Scotch Song see Sawney is a bonny lad See how the fading glories; She loves and she confesses too; She that would gain; She, who my poor heart possesses Sighs for our late sovereign King Charles the Second see If pray'rs and tears Silvia see Sylvia Since one poor view; Since the pox; Solitude see 0 solitude; Spite of the godhead; Stripp'd of their green; Sweet, be no Ionger sad; Sweet tyraness; Sylvia, now your scorn give over 54

Sylvia, now your scorn give over; Sylvia, 'tis true you're fair; The caution see Beware, poor shepherds; The concealment see No, to what purpose; The fatal hour; The knotting song see Hears not my Phillis; The loyal delights of a contented mind see Oh! how happy's he; The Queen's Epicedium see Incassum, Lesbia; The rich rival see; They say you're angry; The storm see Farewell, ye rocks; The thraldom see I came, I saw; The triumphs of a conquering lover see; Honours may crown; They say you're angry; This poet sings; Through mournful shades; Turn then thine eyes; On the death of his worthy friend Mr. Matthew Locke see What hope for us remains Pastora's beauties when unblown; Phillis, I can ne'er forgive it; Phillis, talk no more; Pious Celinda; Rashly I swore; Sappho's complaint see Beneath a dark and melancholy grove Sawney is a bonny lad; Scarce had the rising sun; Scotch Song see Sawney is a bonny lad See how the fading glories; She loves and she confesses too; She that would gain; She, who my poor heart possesses; Sighs for our late sovereign King Charles the Second see If pray'rs and tears Silvia see Sylvia Since one poor view; Since the pox 1 2 Solitude see 0 solitude; Spite of the godhead; Stripp'd of their green; Sweet, be no longer sad; Sweet tyraness; Sylvia, now your scorn give over; Sylvia, 'tis true you're fair; The caution see Beware, poor shepherds The concealment see No, to what purpose The fatal hour; The knotting song see Hears not my Phillis; The loyal delights of a contented mind see Oh! how happy's he; The Queen's Epicedium see Incassum, Lesbia; The rich rival see They say you're angry; The storm see Farewell, ye rocks; The thraldom see I came, I saw; The triumphs of a conquering lover see Honours may crown; They say you're angry; This poet sings

Through mournful shades; Turn then thine eyes; Urge me no more; We now, my Thyrsis; What a sad fate. Version A; What a sad fate. Version B; What can we; What hope for us remains; When first Amintas; When first my shepherdess and I; When her languishing eyes; When I a lover; When my Aemelia smiles; When Strephon found; When Thirsis did the splendid eye; While Thirsis, wrapp'd; Whilst Cynthia sang; Who but a slave; Who can behold; Why so serious; Ye happy swains; Young Thirsis' fate