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O Solitude! Z.406a
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Richard Boothby
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05:24 |
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Tyrannic Love, Z.613: Ah! how sweet it is to love
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Paul Nicholson
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01:51 |
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Not all my torments can your pity move, Z.400
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Nigel North
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02:24 |
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Stripp'd of their green, Z.444
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Nigel North
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03:25 |
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Tell me, some pitying Angel, Z.196
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Nigel North
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07:10 |
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If music be the food of love, Z.379
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Paul Nicholson
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03:20 |
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The Fairy Queen, Z.629: Hark! the echoing air
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Nigel North
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02:10 |
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The fatal hour comes on apace, Z.421
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Nigel North
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04:00 |
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In cassum, Lesbia, Z.383
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Nigel North
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07:19 |
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Pausanias, Z.585: Sweeter than roses
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Nigel North
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02:59 |
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Cupid, the slyest rogue alive, Z.367
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Nigel North
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02:34 |
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From silent shades, Z.370
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Nigel North
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04:13 |
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The Tempest, Z.631: Dear pretty youth
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Nigel North
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01:58 |
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From rosy bow'rs, Z.578
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Nigel North
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05:45 |
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Now that the sun hath veiled his light, Z.193
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Paul Nicholson
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05:20 |
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Sophonisba, Z.590: Beneath a poplar's shadow
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Nigel North
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01:57 |
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I attempt from love's sickness to fly, Z.630
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Paul Nicholson
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02:02 |
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Let us dance, Z.627
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Robert Woolley
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01:28 |
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King Arthur, Z.628: Fairest isle
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Nigel North
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02:36 |
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O Solitude! Z.406
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Nigel North
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06:13 |
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Nymphs and Shepherds, Z.600
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Nigel North
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02:11 |
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Amidst the shades and cool refreshing streams, Z.355
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Nigel North
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03:05 |
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Love in their little veins inspires, Z.632
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Marianne Scott
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01:31 |
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Fly swift, ye hours, Z.369
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John Toll
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05:24 |
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The Indian Queen, Z.629: They tell us that your mighty powers
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Nigel North
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03:21 |
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The Plaint: O let me weep, Z.629
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John Toll
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08:11 |
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In the black, dismal dungeon of despair, Z.190
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John Toll
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03:58 |
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See, even Night herself is here, Z.629
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Mr. Robinson
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04:52 |
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The Indian Queen, Z.630: Why should men quarrel?
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John Toll
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01:26 |
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The Indian Queen, Z.630: Seek not to know
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John Toll
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03:56 |
