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"keats Took Snuff."
"Keats took snuff.... It has been established by the ...

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

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

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

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

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

My Three Loves.
When Life was all a summer day, And I was under twenty...

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

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

Acrostic.
To thee, blest weed, whose sovereign wiles, O'er cankere...

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

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

My Cigarette.
Ma pauvre petite, My little sweet, Why do you cry...

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

The Smoker's Reverie.
(_OCTOBER._) I'm sitting at dusk 'neath the old beeche...

The Farmer's Pipe.
Make a picture, dreamy smoke, In my still and cosey ...

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

Two Other Hearts.
Full tender beamed the light of love down from his manl...

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

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



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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