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Latakia.
I. When all the panes are hung with frost, Wild wiz...

A Bachelor's Views.
A pipe, a book, A cosy nook, A fire,--at least ...

Knickerbocker.
Shade of Herrick, Muse of Locker, Help me sing of Knic...

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

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

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

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

A Poet's Pipe.
_FROM THE FRENCH OF CHARLES BAUDELAIRE._ A poet's pipe...

To My Cigar.
Yes, social friend, I love thee well, In learned doc...

Virginia's Kingly Plant.
_BY AN "OLD SALT."_ Oh, muse! grant me the power (I...

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

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

My Meerschaums.
Long pipes and short ones, straight and curved, High...

Ode To Tobacco.
Thou, who when fears attack Bidst them avaunt, and Bla...

Geordie To His Tobacco-pipe.
Good pipe, old friend, old black and colored friend, W...

A Loss.
How hard a thing it is to part From those we love an...

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

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

Tobacco.
Let poets rhyme of what they will, Youth, Beauty, Love...

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