Blow & Draghi: Odes for St Cecilia

From Harmony, from Heav'nly Harmony: I. Symphony

From Harmony, from Heav'nly Harmony: II. From Harmony, from Heav'nly Harmony

From Harmony, from Heav'nly Harmony: III. When Nature Underneath a Heap

From Harmony, from Heav'nly Harmony: IV. What Passion Cannot Musick Raise and Quell!

From Harmony, from Heav'nly Harmony: V. The Trumpet's Loud Clangor

From Harmony, from Heav'nly Harmony: VI. The Soft Complaining Flute

From Harmony, from Heav'nly Harmony: VII. Sharp Violins Proclaim

From Harmony, from Heav'nly Harmony: VIII. But Oh! What Art Can Teach

From Harmony, from Heav'nly Harmony: IX. Orpheus Cou'd Lead the Savage Race

From Harmony, from Heav'nly Harmony: X. As from the Pow'r of Sacred Lays

The Glorious Day Is Come: I. Symphony

The Glorious Day Is Come: II. The Glorious Day Is Come, That Will for Ever Be

The Glorious Day Is Come: III. The Spheres, Those Instruments Divine

The Glorious Day Is Come: IV. Couch'd by the Pleasant Heliconian Spring

The Glorious Day Is Come: V. At First the Trumpet's Part

The Glorious Day Is Come: VI. The Battle Done, the Loud Alarms Do Cease

The Glorious Day Is Come: VII. Excesses of Pleasure Now Crowd on Apace

The Glorious Day Is Come: VIII. Ah Heav'n! What Is't I Hear?

The Glorious Day Is Come: IX. Music! Celestial Music! What Can Be

The Glorious Day Is Come: X. This That Blest King and God-Like Prophet Knew

The Glorious Day Is Come: XI. And Thus by Music's Pow'r