Air 6 - My Heart Forebodes Air 6 - When Billows Come Breaking on the Strand Air 6 - Woman's like the Flatt'ring Ocean Air 6 / Szybowsky Air 6 Virgins are like the fair flower in its lustre (What shall Air 67 Since Laws were made for ev'ry degree (Green Sleeves) Air 68 Would I might he hang'd! (All you that must take a leap) Air 69 / Decadance Air 69 Thus I stand like the Turk (Lumps of Pudding)