How Stands the Glass Around (Why, Soldiers, Why?)  How stands the glass around  for shame you take no care, my boys,  How stands the glass around  Let wine and mirth abound.   the trumpet sound   the colors they do fly my boys   To fight kill and wound   as you would be found,   Contented with hard fare, my boys   on the Cold ground  O why, soldiers why  O why should we be melancholy boys  O why soldiers why  Whose Business is to die   What sithing [sighing] fye   Let[s] not fear, Drink and be Jolly, boys   you and I through wet Cold or Dry   Our orders are to follow boys   we scorn to flye  It is in vain  I mean not to upbraid you boys  It is in vain  for a soldier to Complain   for the next Campaign   we go to him that made us boys   free from all pain   But if you should Remain   A Bottle and kind Landlady   will Cure all again  from Contentment, Jim Douglas  Collected from notebook of Thos. Fanning, 1780  According to Dolph ("Sound Off!"), appeared in a London broadside  in 1710; was part of ballad opera The Patron, 1729. Sometimes  called "Wolfe's Song"  filename[ HOWSTAND  play.exe HOWSTAND  RG  ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===