| 1 | Now does the glorious day appear : Symphony | Henry Purcell | 3:44 |
| 2 | Now does the glorious day appear : Now does the glorious day appear | Henry Purcell | 1:18 |
| 3 | Now does the glorious day appear : Not any one such joy could bring | Henry Purcell | 1:27 |
| 4 | Now does the glorious day appear : This does our fertile isle with glory crown | Henry Purcell | 2:09 |
| 5 | Now does the glorious day appear : Now does the glorious day appear | Henry Purcell | 1:19 |
| 6 | Now does the glorious day appear : It was a work of full as great a weight | Henry Purcell | 1:51 |
| 7 | Now does the glorious day appear : By beauteous softness mix'd with majesty | Henry Purcell | 2:23 |
| 8 | Now does the glorious day appear : Her hero to whose conduct and whose arms | Henry Purcell | 1:26 |
| 9 | Now does the glorious day appear : Our dear Religion, with our Law's defence | Henry Purcell | 1:30 |
| 10 | Now does the glorious day appear : No more shall we the great Eliza boast | Henry Purcell | 1:16 |
| 11 | Now does the glorious day appear : Now, now, with one united voice | Henry Purcell | 2:07 |
| 12 | Love's goddess sure was blind : Symphony | Henry Purcell | 4:00 |
| 13 | Love's goddess sure was blind : Love's goddess sure was blind this day | Henry Purcell | 3:04 |
| 14 | Love's goddess sure was blind : Those eyes, that form, that lofty mien | Henry Purcell | 1:20 |
| 15 | Love's goddess sure was blind : Sweetness of nature and true wit | Henry Purcell | 3:03 |
| 16 | Love's goddess sure was blind : Long may she reign over this isle | Henry Purcell | 2:12 |
| 17 | Love's goddess sure was blind : May her blest example chase | Henry Purcell | 1:20 |
| 18 | Love's goddess sure was blind : Many such days may she behold | Henry Purcell | 3:04 |
| 19 | Love's goddess sure was blind : May she to Heaven late return | Henry Purcell | 1:24 |
| 20 | Love's goddess sure was blind : As much as we below shall mourn | Henry Purcell | 1:45 |
| 21 | Come ye sons of art : Symphony | Henry Purcell | 3:28 |
| 22 | Come ye sons of art : Come ye sons of art, away | Henry Purcell | 1:45 |
| 23 | Come ye sons of art : Sound the trumpet, sound, till around | Henry Purcell | 2:26 |
| 24 | Come ye sons of art : Come ye sons of art, away | Henry Purcell | 1:14 |
| 25 | Come ye sons of art : Strike the viol, touch the lute | Henry Purcell | 4:25 |
| 26 | Come ye sons of art : The day that such a blessing gave | Henry Purcell | 2:41 |
| 27 | Come ye sons of art : Bid the Virtues, bid the Graces | Henry Purcell | 2:40 |
| 28 | Come ye sons of art : These are the sacred charms that shield | Henry Purcell | 1:33 |
| 29 | Come ye sons of art : See nature, rejoicing, has shown us the way | Henry Purcell | 2:47 |