1 : Bohlin, ingela - hercules (herkules) hwv 60 (orato
2 : Ouvertuere (1. akt)
3 : See, with what sad dejectio in her looks
4 : Non longer, fate, relentless frown
5 : O hercules! why art thou absent from me?
6 : The world, when day's career is run - princess! be
7 : My son! dear image of thy absent sire!
8 : I feel, i feel the god, he fills my breast!
9 : He said, the sacred fury left his breast
10 : There is myrtle shades reclined
11 : Despair not; but let rising hope suspend excess of
12 : Where congeal 'd the northern streams
13 : O filial piety! courageous love!
14 : Banish your fears! alcmena's god-like son lives
15 : Begone, my fears, fly, hence, away
16 : A train of captives
17 : The smiling hours
18 : Let none despair, relief may come though late
19 : March
20 : Thanks to the pow'rs above, but chief to thee, fat
21 : My father! ah! methinks i see
22 : Now farewell, arms! from hence the tide of time -
23 : Crown with festal pomp the day
24 : Sinfonia (2. akt)
25 : Why was i born a princess - how blest the maid, or
26 : It must be so! fame speaks aloud my wrongs
27 : When beauty sorrow's liv'ry wears
28 : Whence this unjust suspicion?
29 : Ah think! what ills the jealous prove - it is too
30 : My godlike master? - as stars that rise & disapp
31 : In vain you strive his falshood to disguise
32 : Jealousy! infernal pest
33 : She knows my passion, & has bared me breathe my
34 : Banish love from thy breast
35 : Forgive a passion, which restless sways - from cel
36 : Wanton god of am'rous fires
37 : Yes, i congratulate your titles
38 : Alcides' name in latest story
39 : Oh, glorious pattern of heroic deeds!
40 : Resign thy club & lion's spoils
41 : You are deceived! some villain has belied
42 : Dissembling, false perfidous hercules
43 : Cease, ruler of the day, to rise
44 : Some kinder pow'r inspire me to regain
45 : Lichas, thy hands shall to the temple bear - but s
46 : Forgive me princess, if my jealous frenzy
47 : Joys of freedom, joys of pow'r
48 : Father of hercules, great jove, oh, help - love an
1 : Sinfonia (3. akt)
2 : Ye sons of trachin, mourn your valiant chief
3 : Oh, scene of uneampled woe!
4 : Oh, fatal jealousy! - tyrants now no more shall dr
5 : Oh, jove! what land is this?
6 : Great jove! releive his pains!
7 : Let not fame the tidings spread
8 : Where sahell i fly? where hide this guilty head?
9 : Lo the fair fatal cause of all this ruin
10 : My breast with tender pity swells
11 : Princess, rejoice! whose heav'n-directed hand
12 : Words are too faint so speak the warring passions
13 : O prince, whose virtues all admire
14 : Ye sons of freedom, now in ev'ry clime - to him yo
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