| A1 |
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When Maiden Loves She Sits And Sighs |
| A2 |
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Tower Warders Under Orders |
| A3 |
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Is Life A Boon? |
| A4 |
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I Have A Song To Sing O! |
| A5 |
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How Say You, Maiden, Will You Wed |
| A6 |
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I've Jibe And Joke And Quip And Crank |
| A7 |
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'Tis Done! I Am A Bride |
| A8 |
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Were I Thy Bride |
| B1 |
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Night Has Spread Her Pall Once More |
| B2 |
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Oh! A Private Buffoon Is A Light-Hearted Loon |
| B3 |
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Hereupon We're Both Agreed |
| B4 |
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Free From His Fetters Grim |
| B5 |
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Strange Adventure |
| B6 |
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Hark! What Was That Sir? ...Like A Ghost His Vigil Keeping |
| B7 |
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A Man Who Would Woo A Fair Maid |