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3 parts and supplement:
- Brother Orme: Arise, gentle Muse and thy wisdom impart
- Mr. Ridley: Begin, o ye Muses a free Mason's strain
- Hayes: An Ode Sacred to Masonry
- Mr. Hicks: Boast no more, no more fond love
- Purcell: Come, let us leave the town from The Fairy Queen
- Eccles: Fill all the glasses, fill 'em high
- Purcell: For folded flocks and fruitful plains from King Arthur
- Purcell: Fair Cloe my breast so alarms
- Travers: Fair and Ugly from 18 Canzonets
- Purcell: For love ev'ry creature is form'd
- Arne: From tyrant laws and customs free from Comus
- Greene: Great ruler of the restless waves
- Blow: Go perjur'd man and if thou e'er return
- Blow: Go perjur'd maid to all extremes
- Greene: Hail British isle of mighty fame
- Eccles: Inspire Us Genius of the Day
- Travers: I, like a bee, with toil and pain from 18 Canzonets
- Weldon: Let ambition fire thy mind
- Purcell: Let Caesar and Urania live
- Purcell: Nestor, who did to thrice Man's age attain
- Wise: Old Chiron's Advice to Achilles
- Travers: The Old Bacchanalian from 18 Canzonets
- Purcell: Put briskly round the sparkling glass
- Purcell: Sing, sing all ye Muses
- Travers: Says Pontius, in rage, contradicting his wife from 18 Canzonets
- Anonymous: Since nature mankind for society fram'd
- Travers: Soft Cupid, wanton am'rous boy from 18 Canzonets
- Purcell: To arms your ensigns straight display from Bonduca
- Brewer: Turn Amarillis to thy swain
- Eccles: The loud alarms of war must cease
- Purcell: 'Tis wine was made to rule the day
- Handel: The flocks shall leave the mountains from Acis and Galatea
- Mr. Ridley: The morning is charming (A Hunting Song)
- Travers: When Bibo thought fit from the world to retreat from 18 Canzonets
- Eccles: Wine does wonders ev'ry day
- Greene: When with good wine the Table's crowned
- Purcell: When Myra sings
- Travers: Why thus from the Plain does my Shepherdess rove (Chanson Françoise) from 18 Canzonets
- Greene: Why all this whining, why all this pining
- Morley: Where Art Thou, Wanton
- Purcell: Bring the Bowl and cool Nantz
- Ives: Boy go down and fill the other quart
- Hayes: Be not sparing, leave off swearing
- Hayes: Come buy my fine wares
- Dr. Caesar: Come here's the good health
- Ives: Come honest friends and jovial boys
- Hilton: Come my lads let's now be merry
- Edward Nelham: Come follow me merrily, merrily lads
- Hayes: Three Oxford Cries
- Greene: Come let us laugh
- Greene: Come, come all noble souls
- Purcell: Come, come let us drink
- Hayes: Democritus, dear droll
- Hayes: Fie! nay! prithee John! (A Chiding Catch)
- Hayes: Giles Jolt
- Anonymous: Good, good indeed, the herb's good weed (A Catch on Tobacco)
- Holmes: Have you observ'd the wench in the street
- Aldrich: Hark! the bonny Christchurch bells
- Eccles: Hark! Harry, 'tis late
- Greene: How soft the delights, and how charming the joy
- Richard Brown: I, Thomas of Bedford, this monument made (The Bedford Catch)
- Hayes: Ink, ink, come buy my fine writing ink
- Clarke: In drinking full bumpers there is no deceit
- Greene: I've lost my mistress, horse, and wife
- Hayes: The Power of Time
- Greene: Jolly mortals fill your glasses
- Purcell: Jack thou'rt a toper
- Hayes: Let's drink and let's sing together
- Greene: Mortals learn your lives to measure
- Hilton: Now, that the spring hath fill'd our veins
- Mr. White: New oysters
- Greene: On the poor confin'd debtors
- Purcell: Once, twice, thrice, I Julia try'd
- Charles King: O! Absalom, my son
- Greene: Prithee foolish boy give o'er
- Purcell: Say good master Bacchus a stride on your butt
- Purcell: Sum up all the delights
- Greene: So peaceful rests without a stone
- Dr. Caesar: To our musical club here's long life
- Purcell: The Macedon youth left behind him this truth
- Purcell: Under this stone lies Gabriel John (An Old Epitaph)
- Locke: Up and down this world goes round
- Purcell: Wou'd you know how we meet o'er our jolly full bowls
- Purcell: The London Constable
- Hayes: On a Puritan Drunk
- Purcell: Young Collin cleaving of a beam
- Hayes: Here waiter, here waiter
- Hayes: No longer Orpheus shall thy sacred strains (A Catch on Orpheus by Antipater)
- Hayes: This tomb be thine Anacreon (A Catch on Anacreon by Antipater)
- Supplement (Songs, Catches, and Masonic Songs)
- Hayden: As I saw fair Clora walk alone
- Greene: Music how powerful is thy charm (An Ode on the power of Music)
- Howard: Myrtilla
- Boyce: A blooming youth lies buried here
- Holmes: Come come come pull away boys
- Hilton: Call George again boy
- Hilton: Here lies a woman who can deny it
- Harington: Love and Music
- Alcock Sr.: Pray remember the poor confin'd debters
- Alcock Sr.: When Troy Town for ten years
- Brother Hudsdon: Descend Urania, descend mystic maid
- Brother Orme: Guardian Genius of our art divine
- Boyce (possibly): The Mystic Bower
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