Jack, thou'rt a Toper, let's have t'other Quart:
Ring, we're so sober, 'twere a shame to part.
None but a Cuckold, Bully'd by his Wife
For coming late, fears a Domestick Strife.
I'm free, and so are you, to call and knock boldly,
Tho' Watchmen cry, Past Two a Clock.
Cold Song
Cold Song
Cold Song
Cold Song
Fairest Isle
Fairest Isle
Sound The Trumpet
A Prince Of Glorious Race Descended
When I Am Laid In Earth (Dido's Lament)
A Prince Of Glorious Race Descended
When I Am Laid In Earth (Dido's Lament)
Celia Has a Thousand Charms
Strike The Viol
The Honour Of a Jubilee
Here The Deities Approve
Come, Ye Sons Of Art
Come, Ye Sons Of Art
Celia Has a Thousand Charms
The Honour Of a Jubilee
Here The Deities Approve