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My Cigarette.
Ma pauvre petite, My little sweet, Why do you cry...

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

Inscription For A Tobacco Jar.
Keep me at hand; and as my fumes arise, You'll find _a...

Ode To My Pipe.
O Blessed pipe, That now I clutch within my gripe, ...

The Ballade Of Tobacco.
When verdant youth sees life afar, And first sets ou...

Meerschaum.
Come to me, O my meerschaum, For the vile street organ...

My Pipe And I.
There may be comrades in this world, As stanch and t...

Pipes And Beer.
Before I was famous I used to sit In a dull old unde...

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

An Encomium On Tobacco.
Thrice happy isles that stole the world's delight, And...

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

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

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

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

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

Pipe And Tobacco.
When my pipe burns bright and clear, The gods I need n...

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

The Betrothed.
"_YOU MUST CHOOSE BETWEEN ME AND YOUR CIGAR._" Open the ...

Ashes.
Wrapped in a sadly tattered gown, Alone I puff my brie...

Sublime Tobacco.
But here the herald of the self-same mouth Came breath...



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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