Contenu : - Ah how sweet it is to love
PIERSON - Dirge : fear no more the heat of the sun
WARLOCK - Elore lo
ECCLES - Find me a lonely cave
ATTWOOD - Go, lovely rose
HILTON - Hang golden sleep upon her eyelids fair
CAMPION - It fell on a summer's day
THIMAN - Now sleeps the crimson petal
PURCELL - The fatal hour comes on apace
STANFORD - The sailor man
HATTON - To anthea, who may command him anything
