Operas of Gilbert & Sullivan: Trial By Jury & The Pirates of Penzance (Act 1) / The Pirates of Penzance (Act 2) & Iolanthe (First Part)

Hark The Hour Of Ten Is Sounding

Now, Jurymen, Hear My Advice

Is This The Court Of The Exchequer?

When First My Old, Old Love I Knew

Silence In Court... All Hail, Great Judge

When I, Good Friends, Was Called To The Bar

Swear Thou The Jury

Where Is The Plaintiff?

Comes The Broken Flower

Oh, Never, Never, Never

May It Please You, m'Lud!

That She Is Reeling Is Plain To Me

Oh Gentlemen, Listen

That Seems A Reasonable Proposition

A Nice Dilemma We Have Here

I Love Him, I Love Him

The Question, Gentlemen, Is One Of Liquor

Oh Joy Unbounded

Overture - The Pirates Of Penzance

Pour, Oh Pour The Pirate Sherry

When Frederic Was A Little Lad

Oh Better Far To Live And Die (I Am A Pirate King)

Oh, False One, You Have Deceived Me

What Shall I Do?... Climbing Over Rocky Mountain

Stop, Ladies, Pray!

Oh, Is There Not One Maiden Breast?

Oh, Sisters, Deaf To Pity's Name

Poor Wandering One

What Ought We To Do?

Stay, We Must Not Lose Our Senses

Here's A First Rate Opportunity

Hold, Monsters!

I Am The Very Model Of A Modern Major-General

Oh, Men Of Dark And Dismal Fate

I'm Telling A Terrible Story

Oh, Master, Hear One Word

Pray Observe The Magnanimity

Oh, Dry The Glistening Tear

Then, Frederic, Let Your Escort Lion-Hearted

When The Foeman Bares His Steel

Now For The Pirates Lair!

Young Frederic!

When You Had Left Our Pirate Fold

Away, Away! My Heart's On Fire

All Is Prepared

Stay, Frederic, Stay!

Ah, Leave Me Not To Pine

In 1940 I Of Age Shall Be

No, I'll Be Brave!

Though In Body And In Mind

When A Felon's Not Engaged In His Employment (A Policeman's Lot Is Not A Happy O

A Rollicking Band Of Pirates We

With Cat-Like Tread

Hush, Hush! Not A Word

Sighing Softly To The River

And What Is This, And What Is That?

Frederic Here! Oh Joy!

Poor Wandering Ones

Overture (Iolanthe)

Tripping Hither, Tripping Thither

Iolanthe!

Good Morrow, Good Mother

Fare Thee Well, Attractive Stranger

Good Morrow, Good Lover

None Shall Put Us Apart From Each Other

Loudly Let The Trumpet Bray!

The Law Is The True Embodiment

My Well-Loved Lord And Guardian Dear

Of All The Young Ladies I Know

Nay, Tempt Me Not

Spurn Not The Nobly Born

My Lords, It May Not Be

A Shepherd I

When I Went To The Bar As A Very Young Man