The Seasons, Summer: Recitative: Oh see! Now rising in the sultry air

The Seasons, Summer: Chorus: Hark the tempset drawing night

The Seasons, Summer: Trio and Chorus: The gloomy clouds now part aside

The Seasons, Autumn: Overture

The Seasons, Autumn: Recitative: All that through her blossom fair Spring

The Seasons, Autumn: Trio and Chorus: So Nature gives reward to Zeal

The Seasons, Autumn: Recitative: Now see! To hazel bushes there the youngsters

The Seasons, Autumn: Duet: You beauties of the town

The Seasons, Autumn: Recitative: Now see, on new-stripp'd harvest field

The Seasons, Autumn: Air: There look across the open fields!

The Seasons, Autumn: Recitative: Here beaters, closing in, put up the hares

The Seasons, Autumn: Chorus: Hark! The clamorous noise that through the wood

The Seasons, Autumn: Recitative: On all the vines are glist'ning

The Seasons, Autumn: Chorus: Cheer now! The wine is here

The Seasons, Winter: Introduction

The Seasons, Winter: Recitative: Now sinks the pale declining year

The Seasons, Winter: Cavatina: Light and life are both enfeeled

The Seasons, Winter: Recitative: All fetter'd lies the open lake

The Seasons, Winter: Air: Here stands the wand'rer now

The Seasons, Winter: Recitative: At his approach rings in his ear

The Seasons, Winter: Song and Chorus: Purring, whirring, purring

The Seasons, Winter: Recitative: The flax has now been spun

The Seasons, Winter: Song and Chorus: A maid who kept her honour fair

The Seasons, Winter: Recitative: From barren East now thrust far keener icy blasts

The Seasons, Winter: Air: Before thee here, deluded man

The Seasons, Winter: Recitative: Remains, alone, and is our guide

The Seasons, Winter: Trio and Chorus: Then breaks the glorious day at last

Running Wild

That Girl That I Once Knew

Lorraine

Gonna Make You Mine

Easy Chair

C'iest La Vie

Devil's Highway

Clouds

Long Way Back Home

Midnight Ride

You and Me

In a Dream

The Songs I Love to Write

The Seasons, Hob. XXI:3, Spring: Recitative. O see where cruel Winter (Simon)

The Seasons, Hob. XXI:3, Spring: Recitative. From Aries rolls at last (Simon)

The Seasons, Hob. XXI:3, Spring: Air. Now fairly runs the farmer's boy (Simon)

The Seasons, Hob. XXI:3, Spring: Be now gracious, smiling heaven! (Nancy, Lukas, Simon, Chorus)

The Seasons, Hob. XXI:3, Spring: O how lovely gleams (Nancy, Lukas, Simon, Chorus)

The Seasons, Hob. XXI:3, Spring: Ageless! Powerful! Bountiful God! (Chorus, Nancy, Lukas, Simon)

The Seasons, Hob. XXI:3, Summer: He's mounting up, the Sun (Lukas, Nancy, Simon, Chorus)

The Seasons, Hob. XXI:3, Summer: Recitative. Now all Are a stir (Simon)