Ode for the birthday of Queen Anne. Eternal source of light divine -- Theodora. With darkness deep, as is my woe -- The choice of Hercules. Yet can I hear tht dulcet lay ; Joy of freedom -- Theodora. As with rosy steps the morn -- Semele. Despair no more shall wound me -- Solomon. Will the sun forget to streak -- Susanna. To my chaste Susanna's praise -- Saul. O Lord, whose mercies numberless -- Joseph and his Brethren. Prophetic raptures swell my breast -- Theodora. Thither let our hearts aspire! -- Suite in D minor, BWV 437. Sarabande -- Semele. Prepare then, ye immortal choir ; Hence, Iris, hence away -- The triumph of time & truth. Guardian angels, oh, protect me -- Occasional oratorio. Fly from the threat'ning vengeance, fly -- Semele. You've undone me -- Esther. Who calls my parting soul from death? -- Semele. No, no, I'll take no less -- Semele. But hark, the heav'nly sphere turns round -- Theodra. To thee thou glorious son of worth/To thee whose virtues suit thy birth.