Songs by Benjamin Britten
- A Poison Tree
- Agnus Dei
- Ah Sun-flower
- Antique
- As dew in Aprille
- Balulalow
- Being Beauteous
- Below the thunders of the upper deep
- Calypso
- Cantata misericordium Op. 69
- Corpus Christi Carol
- Deo Gracias
- Départ
- Dies irae
- Dirge
- Elegy
- Embroidery Aria
- Encinctured with a twine of leaves
- Epilogue and Funeral March
- Every Night and Every Morn
- For H is a spirit and therefore he is God
- For I am under the same accusation with my Saviour
- For I will consider my Cat Jeoffrey
- For the flowers are great blessings
- For the instruments are by their rhimes
- For the Mouse is a creature of great personal valour
- Funeral Blues
- Hallelujah from the heart of God
- Hymn
- I: Thou hast made me and shall thy work decay?
- III: Oh might those sighes and teares return againe
- In freezing winter night
- IV: Oh my blacke Soule now thou art summoned
- Johnny
- Libera me
- Lilian
- London
- Marine
- Messalina
- My Heart
- Nocturne
- Now the Great Bear and Pleiades
- O beauty O handsomeness goodness
- Offertorium
- Parade
- Pastoral
- Phrase
- Prithee
- Procession
- Prologue Our Hunting Fathers
- Prologue Peter Grimes
- Prologue The Turn of the Screw
- Proverb I
- Proverb V
- Proverb VI
- Proverb VII
- Rats Away
- Recession
- Rejoice in God O ye Tongues
- Requiem aeternam
- Royauté
- Sanctus
- Sonetto LV
- Sonetto XVI
- Sonetto XXIV
- Sonetto XXX
- Sonetto XXXI
- Sonetto XXXII
- Sonetto XXXVIII
- Sonnet
- Spring carol
- Spring the sweet spring
- Tell Me the Truth About Love
- That yongë child
- The Children and Sir Nameless
- The Chimney-Sweeper
- The Fly
- The Journey
- The Merry Cuckoo
- The Salley Gardens
- The Tower
- The Tyger
- The Young Persons Guide to the Orchestra
- There is no rose
- This Little Babe
- VII: At the round earths imagined corners
- Villes
- Winter Words Op. 52: 1. At Day-close in November
- Winter Words Op. 52: 2. Midnight on the Great Western The Journeying Boy
- Winter Words Op. 52: 3. Wagtail and Baby A Satire
- Winter Words Op. 52: 4. The Little Old Table
- Wolcum Yole
- X: Death be not proud
- XIII: What if this present were the worlds last night?
- XIV: Batter my heart three persond God
- XIX: Oh to vex me contraryes meet in one
- XVII: Since she whom I lovd hath payd her last debt
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