Full Lyrics
Soprano
How well doth this harmonious meeting prove
a feast of music is a feast of love,
where kindness is our tune and we in parts
do but sing forth the comforts of our hearts
For friendship is nothing but concord of votes
and music is made by a friendship of notes.
Chorus
Come then to the God of our art let us quaff,
for he once a year is reputed to laugh.
