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

A Song Without A Name.
AIR: "_THE VICAR OF BRAY_." 'Twas in Queen Bess's gold...

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

Acrostic.
To thee, blest weed, whose sovereign wiles, O'er cankere...

The Last Pipe.
When head is sick and brain doth swim, And heavy hangs...

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

Wrongfellow.
I like cigars Beneath the stars, Upon the water...

Motto For A Tobacco Jar.
Come! don't refuse sweet Nicotina's aid, But woo the...

Tobacco.
The Indian weed, withered quite, Green at noon, cut do...

My Meerschaum Pipe.
Old meerschaum pipe, I'll fondly wipe Thy scarred an...

The True Leucothoe.
Let others praise the god of wine, Or Venus, love, a...

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

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

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

A Symphony In Smoke.
A pretty, piquant, pouting pet, Who likes to muse and ...

An Ode Of Thanks For Certain Cigars.
_TO CHARLES ELIOT NORTON._ Luck, my dear Norton, still...

The Latest Convert.
I've been in love some scores of times, With Amy, Ne...

To An Old Pipe.
Once your smoothly polished face Nestled lightly in a ...

The Discovery Of Tobacco.
'Twas in the days of good Queen Bess,-- Or p'raps a ...

The Patriotic Smoker's Lament.
Tell me, shade of Walter Raleigh, Briton of the true...



A BACHELOR'S VIEWS.








A pipe, a book,
A cosy nook,
A fire,--at least its embers;
A dog, a glass:--
'Tis thus we pass
Such hours as one remembers.

Who'd wish to wed?
Poor Cupid's dead
These thousand years, I wager.
The modern maid
Is but a jade,
Not worth the time to cage her.

In silken gown
To "take" the town
Her first and last ambition.
What good is she
To you or me
Who have but a "position"?

So let us drink
To her,--but think
Of him who has to keep her;
And _sans_ a wife
Let's spend our life
In bachelordom,--it's cheaper.

TOM HALL.





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