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'twas Off The Blue Canaries.
'Twas off the blue Canary isles, A glorious summer d...

It May Be Weeds.
It may be weeds I've gathered too; But even weeds...

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

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

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

Sweet Smoking Pipe.
Sweet smoking pipe; bright glowing stove, Companion ...

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

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

My Little Brown Pipe.
I have a little comforter, I carry in my pocket: ...

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

The Ballade Of Tobacco.
When verdant youth sees life afar, And first sets ou...

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

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

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

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

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

Too Great A Sacrifice.
The maid, as by the papers doth appear, Whom fifty tho...

To C.f. Bradford.
_ON THE GIFT OF A MEERSCHAUM PIPE._ The pipe came safe...

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

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



A POT, AND A PIPE OF TOBACCO.








Some praise taking snuff;
And 'tis pleasant enough
To those who have got the right knack, O!
But give me, my boys,
Those exquisite joys,
A pot, and a pipe of tobacco.

When fume follows fume
To the top of the room,
In circles pursuing their track, O!
How sweet to inhale
The health-giving gale
Of a pipe of Virginia tobacco.

Let soldiers so bold
For fame or for gold
Their enemies cut, slash, and hack, O!
We have fire and smoke,
Though all but in joke,
In a peaceable pipe of tobacco.

Should a mistress, unkind,
Be inconstant in mind,
And on your affections look black, O!
Let her wherrit and tiff,
'Twill blow off in a whiff,
If you take but a pipe of tobacco.

The miserly elf,
Who, in hoarding his pelf,
Keeps body and soul on the rack, O!
Would he bless and be blest,
He might open his chest
By taking a pipe of tobacco.

Politicians so wise,
All ears and all eyes
For news, till their addled pates crack, O!
After puzzling their brains,
Will not get for their pains
The worth of a pipe of tobacco

If your land in the claw
Of a limb of the law
You trust, or your health to a quack, O!
'Tis fifty to one
They're both as soon gone
As you'd puff out a pipe of tobacco.

Life's short, 'tis agreed;
So we'll try from the weed,
Of man a brief emblem to tack, O!
When his spirit ascends,
Die he must,--and he ends
In dust, like a pipe of tobacco.

_From "The Universal Songster, or Museum of Mirth."_





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