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A Poet's Pipe.
_FROM THE FRENCH OF CHARLES BAUDELAIRE._ A poet's pipe...

With Pipe And Book.
With Pipe and Book at close of day, Oh, what is sweete...

Choosing A Wife By A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Tube, I love thee as my life; By thee I mean to choose...

The Smoker's Reverie.
(_OCTOBER._) I'm sitting at dusk 'neath the old beeche...

In Favor Of Tobacco.
Much victuals serves for gluttony To fatten men like s...

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

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

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

Maecenas Bids His Friend To Dine.
I beg you come to-night and dine. A welcome waits you, a...

My Three Loves.
When Life was all a summer day, And I was under twenty...

A Bachelor's Soliloquy.
I sit all alone with my pipe by the fire, I ne'er kn...

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

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

Invocation To Tobacco.
Weed of the strange flower, weed of the earth, Killer ...

Song Of The Smoke-wreaths.
_SUNG TO THE SMOKERS._ Not like clouds that cap the mo...

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

The Cigar.
Some sigh for this and that, My wishes don't go far;...

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

The Old Clay Pipe.
There's a lot of solid comfort In an old clay pipe, ...

To A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Come, lovely tube, by friendship blest, Belov'd and ...



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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