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

How It Once Was.
Right stout and strong the worthy burghers stood, ...

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

What I Like.
To lie with half-closed eyes, as in a dream, Upon the ...

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

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

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

The Smoke Traveller.
When I puff my cigarette, Straight I see a Spanish g...

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

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

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

Envoi.
Smokers, who doubt or con or pro, And ye who dare to...

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

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

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

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

My Cigarette.
My cigarette! The amulet That charms afar unrest and...

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

A Valentine.
What's my love's name? Guess her name. Nina? No....

On Receipt Of A Rare Pipe.
I lifted off the lid with anxious care, Removed the ...



A PIPE OF TOBACCO.








Let the learned talk of books,
The glutton of cooks,
The lover of Celia's soft smack--O!
No mortal can boast
So noble a toast
As a pipe of accepted tobacco.

Let the soldier for fame,
And a general's name,
In battle get many a thwack--O!
Let who will have most,
Who will rule the rooste,
Give me but a pipe of tobacco.

Tobacco gives wit
To the dullest old cit,
And makes him of politics crack--O!
The lawyers i' the hall
Were not able to bawl,
Were it not for a whiff of tobacco.

The man whose chief glory
Is telling a story,
Had never arrived at the smack--O!
Between ever heying,
And as I was saying,
Did he not take a whiff of tobacco.

The doctor who places
Much skill in grimaces,
And feels your pulse running tic-tack--O!
Would you know his chief skill?
It is only to fill
And smoke a good pipe of tobacco.

The courtiers alone
To this weed are not prone;
Would you know what 'tis makes them so slack--O?
'Twas because it inclined
To be honest the mind,
And therefore they banished tobacco.





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