2
Shake the cloud from off your brow
1:02
3
Ah! Belinda. I am prest with torment
4:13
4
When monarchs unite
0:17
5
Whence could so much virtue spring?
1:31
7
See, see, your royal guest appears
0:47
8
Cupid only throws the dart
0:35
10
Pursue thy conquest, love
0:51
11
A Dance Gittars Chacony
0:20
12
To the hills and the vales
1:10
13
The triumphing dance
1:12
14
Prelude for the witches / Wayward sisters
1:27
15
Harm's our delight
0:14
16
The Queen of Carthage, whom we hate
2:41
17
In our deep vaulted cell
1:12
18
Echo dance of the Furies
1:04
19
Ritornelle / Thanks to these lonesome vales
3:14
20
Glitter ground - a dance
0:29
21
Oft she visits / Ritornelle
1:36
22
Behold upon my bending spear
0:32
23
Haste, haste to town
0:45
24
Stay, Prince, stay
2:45
26
Prelude / Come away, fellow sailors
1:41
27
The Sailors' Dance
0:48
28
See the flags and streamers curling
1:26
29
Destruction's our delight
0:34
30
The Witches' Dance
1:36
31
Your councel all is urg'd in vain
3:41
32
Great minds against themselves conspire
0:58
33
Thy hand Belinda / When I am laid in earth
4:06
34
With drooping wings
4:21
