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A Pot, And A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Some praise taking snuff; And 'tis pleasant en...

Sweet Smoking Pipe.
Sweet smoking pipe; bright glowing stove, Companion ...

Ode To Tobacco.
Come then, Tobacco, new-found friend, Come, and thy ...

Cannon Song.
And it has turned since you and I Set out to face th...

The Discovery Of Tobacco.
_A SAILOR'S VERSION_. They were three jolly sailors bo...

Latakia.
I. When all the panes are hung with frost, Wild wiz...

Two Other Hearts.
Full tender beamed the light of love down from his manl...

A Warning.
HE. I loathe all books. I hate to see The world a...

Virginia Tobacco.
Two maiden dames of sixty-two Together long had dwel...

A Brief Puff Of Smoke.
Great Doctor Parr, the learned Whig, Ne'er deemed the ...

How It Once Was.
Right stout and strong the worthy burghers stood, ...

Cigarette Rings.
How it blows! How it rains! I'll not turn out to-night; ...

A Valentine.
What's my love's name? Guess her name. Nina? No....

"keats Took Snuff."
"Keats took snuff.... It has been established by the ...

A Loss.
How hard a thing it is to part From those we love an...

Another Match.
_AFTER A.C. SWINBURNE._ If love were dhudeen olden, ...

Pernicious Weed!
The pipe, with solemn interposing puff, Makes half a s...

The Pipe Critic.
Say, pipe, let's talk of love; Canst aid me?...

Smoking Song.
With grateful twirl our smoke-wreaths curl, As mist ...

Those Ashes.
Up to the frescoed ceiling The smoke of my cigarette...



A BACHELOR'S SOLILOQUY.








I sit all alone with my pipe by the fire,
I ne'er knew the Benedict's yoke;
I worship a fairy-like, fanciful form,
That goes up the chimney in smoke.

I sit in my dressing-gowned slipperful ease,
Without wife or bairns to provoke,
And puff at my pipe, while my hopes and my fears
All go up the chimney in smoke.

I sit with my pipe, and my heart's lonesome care
I try, but all vainly, to choke.
Ah, me! but I find that the flame that Love lights
Won't go up the chimney in smoke.

_Cigar and Tobacco World_, London.





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