Purcell: The Food of Love

If music be the food of love

Corinna is divinely fair

Ah! How sweet it is to love

What a sad fate is mine, a song on a Ground

I see she flies me

Caprice de Chaconne

O solitude

Music for a while

Ground in C for harpsichord

O! Fair Cedaria

Man is for the woman made

Not all my torments can your pity move

On the brow of Richmond Hill

Pious Celinda goes to prayers

When first I saw Aurelia's eyes

Prelude in D

The cares of lovers

The fatal hour comes on apace

I loved fair Celia

When her languishing eyes said "Love"

Prelude in D Minor

A morning hymn

Prelude in E

The earth trembled

Now that the sun has veiled his light (An evening hymn on a ground)