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To The Rev. Mr. Newton.
Says the Pipe to the Snuff-box, "I can't understand ...

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

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

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

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

My Pipe.
When love grows cool, thy fire still warms me; When fr...

Cannon Song.
Come, seniors, come, and fill your pipes, Your richest...

On A Broken Pipe.
Neglected now it lies, a cold clay form, So late with ...

On A Tobacco Jar.
Three hundred years ago or soe, One worthy knight an...

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

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

Chibouque.
At Yeni-Djami, after Rhamadan, The pacha in his pala...

The Pipe You Make Yourself.
There's clay pipes an' briar pipes an' meerschaum pipes a...

To My Cigar.
The warmth of thy glow, Well-lighted cigar, Makes h...

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

My Cigar.
In spite of my physician, who is, _entre nous_, a fogy, ...

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

To My Meerschaum.
There's a charm in the sun-crested hills, In the qui...

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

In Rotten Row.
In Rotten Row a cigarette I sat and smoked, with no re...



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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