Red Byrd
Awake My Lyre Lyrics
Disc 1
- Awake, awake my Lyre!
- Salvator mundi salva nos
- Stay, gentle Echo, dear nymph, stay
- Sonata in A
- Poor Celadon, he sighs in vain
- Music's the cordial of a troubled breast
- Go, perjur'd man, and if thou e'er return
- Help, Father Abraham!
- Chloe found Amyntas lying all in tears
- Ground in G minor
- Paratum cor meum deus
- Whilst on Septimnius's panting breast
- Gloria Patri, qui creavit nos
- Sing ye muses