Purcell - Royal Odes
"Purcell - Royal Odes album by The King's Consort on BeMusic"
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Release Date: 2021-02-26 00:00:00
Why are all the Muses mute : Opening solo and chorus
Why are all the Muses mute : Symphony
Why are all the Muses mute : When should each soul exalted be
Why are all the Muses mute : Britain, thou now art great
Why are all the Muses mute : Look up, and to our Isle returning see
Why are all the Muses mute : Accurs'd rebellion reared his head
Why are all the Muses mute : So Jove, scarce settled in his sky
Why are all the Muses mute : Minuet - Caesar, for milder virtues
Why are all the Muses mute : The many headed beast is quelled
Why are all the Muses mute : In the equal balance laid
Why are all the Muses mute : O, how blest is the isle
Now does the glorious day appear : Symphony
Now does the glorious day appear : Opening chorus
Now does the glorious day appear : Not any one such joy could bring
Now does the glorious day appear : This does our fertile isle
Now does the glorious day appear : Opening chorus (reprise)
Now does the glorious day appear : It was a work of full as great a weight
Now does the glorious day appear : By beauteous softness mix'd with majesty
Now does the glorious day appear : Her hero to whose conduct
Now does the glorious day appear : Our dear religion
Now does the glorious day appear : No more shall we the great Eliza boast
Now does the glorious day appear : Now, now with one united voice
Welcome, glorious morn : Symphony
Welcome, glorious morn : Opening solo and chorus
Welcome, glorious morn : At thy return the joyful earth
Welcome, glorious morn : Welcome as when three happy kingdoms strove
Welcome, glorious morn : The mighty goddess of this wealthy isle
Welcome, glorious morn : Full of wonder and delight
Welcome, glorious morn : And lo, a sacred fury - To lofty strains
Welcome, glorious morn : My prayers are heard - I see the round years
Welcome, glorious morn : He to the field by Honour call'd shall go
Welcome, glorious morn : Whilst undisturb'd his happy Consort reigns
Welcome, glorious morn : Sound all ye spheres