"The words and the music of one hundred and two songs from eleven operettas." Original orchestral accompaniments arranged for piano.

Trial by jury. When first my old, old love I knew ; When I, good friends, was call'd to the bar ; With a sense of deep emotion ; Oh, gentlemen, listen -- The sorcerer. Time was, when love and I ; My name is John Wellington Wells ; Now to the banquet we press -- H.M.S. Pinafore. We sail the ocean blue ; I'm called little Buttercup ; A maiden fair to see ; I am the captain of the Pinafore ; Sorry her lot ; I am the monarch of the sea ; When I was a lad ; Refrain, audacious tar ; Things are seldom what they seem ; Never mind the why and wherefore ; Kind Captain, I've important information ; Carefully on tiptoe stealing ; He is an Englishman ; Farewell, my own -- The pirates of Penzance. When Frederic was a little lad ; Oh better far to live and die ; Climbing over Rocky Mountain ; Oh, is there not one maiden breast ; Poor wandering one ; Model of a modern Major-General ; When the foeman bares his steel ; Ah, leave me not to pine ; A policeman's lot is not a happy one ; With catlike tread. Patience. Twenty love-sick maidens we ; I cannot tell what this love may be ; If you want a receipt ; When I first put this uniform on ; If you're anxious for to shine ; Prithee, pretty maiden ; Silvered is the raven hair ; The magnet and the churn ; Love is a plaintive song ; When I go out of door -- Iolanthe. We are dainty little fairies ; Good morrow, good lover ; None shall part us ; Loudly let the trumpet bray ; The law is the true embodiment ; Of all the young ladies I know ; Spurn not the nobly born ; When I went to the bar ; Young Strephon is the kind of lout ; When all night long ; When Britain really ruled the waves ; Oh, foolish fay ; When you're lying awake ; Faint heart never won fair lady ; If we're weak enough to tarry -- Princess Ida. Ida was a twelvemonth old ; If you give me your attention ; Expressive glances ; Would you know the kind of maid. The Mikado. If you want to know who we are ; A wand'ring minstrel ; Behold the lord high executioner ; I've got a little list ; Three little maids from school ; Were you not to Ko-Ko plighted ; For he's going to marry Yum-Yum ; Braid the raven hair ; The moon and I ; Brightly dawns our wedding day ; Here's a how-de-do ; From every kind of man ; My object all sublime ; The criminal cried ; The flowers that bloom in the spring ; Tit-willow -- Ruddigore. If somebody there chanced to be ; I know a youth ; My boy, you may take it from me ; When the night wind howls ; There grew a little flower. The yeomen of the guard. When maiden loves ; When our gallant Norman foes ; Is love a boon? ; I have a song to sing, O! ; Were I thy bride ; Oh, a private buffoon ; Strange adventure ; A man who would woo a fair maid ; When a wooer goes a-wooing -- The gondoliers. Roses white and roses red ; We're called gondolieri ; In Enterprise of martial kind ; There was a time ; I stole the prince ; When a merry maiden marries ; O my darling, O my pet ; Rising early in the morning ; Take a pair of sparkling eyes ; Dance a cachucha ; There lived a king ; I am a courtier grave and serious.