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Celia
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We are dainty little fairies
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Fairy revels are not what they were
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The Fairy Queen
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Celia, Leila and Fleta beg for Iolanthe's return
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The Queen is moved
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Iolanthe and Strephon reunited
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Fleta
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Phyllis waiting for Strephon
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The happy couple
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Loudly let the trumpets bray
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Bow ye lower middle classes
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A Peer of the Realm
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....and another
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The Lord Chancellor shares a joke with Earl Tolloller
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Blue blood does not impress Phyllis
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The Lord Chancellor gets distracted
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Phyllis spurns all the peers.....
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.....and prefers Strephon
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The Lord Chancellor's assistants get lollipops
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This story never goes out of date
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The lady of my love has caught me talking to another
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The Queen frightens the Lord Chancellor
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The Lords taking down judgement
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Let battle commence!
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Private Willis on duty
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The fairies fancy the peers....
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....and the Queen fancies Private Willis
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The fairies look on
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Phyllis now ready to marry a peer
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Ode to friendship
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The nightmare song
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The night has been long
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Lord Tolloller
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The whole company
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Iolanthe 
