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

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

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

Smoke Is The Food Of Lovers.
When Cupid open'd shop, the trade he chose Was just th...

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

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

My Friendly Pipe.
Let sybarites still dream delights While smoking cig...

Cannon Song.
And it has turned since you and I Set out to face th...

A Symphony In Smoke.
A pretty, piquant, pouting pet, Who likes to muse and ...

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

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

If I Were King.
If I were king, my pipe should be premier. The skies o...

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

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

A Winter Evening Hymn To My Fire.
Nicotia, dearer to the Muse Than all the grape's bewil...

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

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

Edifying Reflections Of A Tobacco-smoker.
_SET TO MUSIC BY JOHANN SEBASTIAN BACH. AUTHOR UNKNOWN. TRANS...

The Happy Smoking-ground.
When that last pipe is smoked at last And pouch and ...

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



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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