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

Smoking Spiritualized.
The following old poem was long ascribed, on apparently...

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

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

The Ballad Of The Pipe.
Oh, give me but Virginia's weed, An earthen bowl, a st...

Seasonable Sweets.
"_DON'T BE FLOWERY, JACOB._"--CHARLES DICKENS. When th...

Smoke And Chess.
We were sitting at chess as the sun went down; And he,...

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

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

The Duet.
I was smoking a cigarette; Maud, my wife, and the te...

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

A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Let the toper regale in his tankard of ale, Or with ...

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

My After-dinner Cloud.
Some sombre evening, when I sit And feed in solitude...

The Smoker's Calendar.
When January's cold appears, A glowing pipe my spirit ...

The Dreamer's Pipe.
Meerschaum, thing with amber tip, Clutched between the...

Cigars And Beer.
Here With my beer I sit, While g...

An Old Sweetheart Of Mine.
As one who cons at evening o'er an album all alone, An...

Effusion By A Cigar Smoker.
Warriors! who from the cannon's mouth blow fire, ...

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



A GOOD CIGAR.








Oh, 'tis well and enough,
A whiff or a puff
From the heart of a pipe to get;
And a dainty maid
Or a budding blade
May toy with the cigarette;
But a man, when the time
Of a glorious prime
Dawns forth like a morning star,
Wants the dark-brown bloom
And the sweet perfume
That go with a good cigar.

To lazily float
In a painted boat
On a shimmering morning sea,
Or to flirt with a maid
In the afternoon shade
Seems good enough sport to be;
But the evening hour,
With its subtle power,
Is sweeter and better far,
If joined to the joy,
Devoid of alloy,
That lurks in a good cigar.

When a blanket wet
Is solidly set
O'er hopes prematurely grown;
When ambition is tame,
And energy lame,
And the bloom from the fruit is blown;
When to dance and to dine
With women and wine
Past poverty pleasures are,--
A man's not bereft
Of all peace, if there's left
The joy of a good cigar.

NORRIS BULL.




A glass is good, and a lass is good,
And a pipe to smoke in cold weather;
The world is good, and the people are good,
And we're all good fellows together.

JOHN O'KEEFE: _Sprigs of Laurel_, Act ii. sc. i.





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