HOW STANDS THE GLASS AROUND? Anonymous. From a half-sheet song, with the music, printed about the year 1710. How stands the glass around? Let mirth and wine abound! The colours flying are, my boys, May we still be found Why, soldiers, why Should we be melancholy, boys! Why, soldiers, why, Whose business 'tis to die? Shun fear, drink on, be jolly, boys! Cold, hot, wet, or dry, We're always bound to follow, boys, "Tis but in vain (I mean not to upbraid you, boys) 'Tis but in vain For soldiers to complain; Should next campaign Send us to Him that made us, boys, We're free from pain; But should we remain, A bottle and kind landlady Cures all again. The author of the beautiful music of this song is unknown. The melody-which is plaintive, and not at all of a bacchanalian character-has lately been revived in the Series of National English Melodies published in the "Illustrated London News." This is commonly called General Wolfe's song, and is said to have been sung by nim on the night before the battle of Quebec; but it has been generally printed as a duet. COME NOW, ALL YE SOCIAL POWERS. Altered and enlarged from the finale of BICKERSTAFFE'S "Lionel and Clarissa, or the Love, thy godhead I adore, Why the plague should we be sad Whilst on earth we moulder? Friendship! oh, thy smile's divine, Since the time will pass away, And never mind to-morrow. WHEN I DRAIN THE ROSY BOWL. From the works of Anacreon, Sappho, &c., translated by the Rev. FRANCIS FAWKES. Svo, London: 1761 Music by Baildon, a celebrated English glee-composer, between 1760 and 1780. WHEN I drain the rosy bowl, When I drink dull time away, When I drink the bowl profound BUSY, CURIOUS, THIRSTY FLY. Busy, curious, thirsty fly, Drink with me, and drink as I; Freely welcome to my cup, Make the most of life you may; Both alike are mine and thine, Yet this difference we may see The old sheet-copies of this baliad say, "Made extempore by a gentleman, occasioned by a fly drinking out of his cup of ale." The gentleman is stated on some authorities to have been Vincent Bourne, and the date of the production, 1744. It was set to music as a duet for two voices by Dr. Greene. The last verse in the above copy was added by the Rev. J. Plumtre. The song is also attributed to Oldys, the antiquary: WITH AN HONEST OLD FRIEND. Poetry and Music by HENRY CAREY. WITH an honest old friend and a merry old song, I envy no mortal, though ever so great, Then dare to be generous, dauntless, and gay, WHAT IS WAR AND ALL ITS JOYS? THOMAS CHATTERTON, born 1752, died 1770. WHAT is war, and all its joys? What is love without the bowl? A POT OF PORTER, HO! From the "Myrtle and the Vine, or Complete Vocal Library," vol ii. A. D. 1800. When treading London's well-known ground, I haul my sail, look up around, |