Artificial Flower.ca - Learn how to make artificial flowers Visit Artificial Flower.caInformational Site Network Informational
Privacy
   Home - Smoking Articles - History of Smoking - Poems about Smoking - Giving up Alcohol

Smoking Poems

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

Meerschaum.
Come to me, O my meerschaum, For the vile street organ...

He Respondeth.
SHE. You still persist in using, I observe with g...

A Good Cigar.
Oh, 'tis well and enough, A whiff or a puff From th...

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

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

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

An Ode Of Thanks For Certain Cigars.
_TO CHARLES ELIOT NORTON._ Luck, my dear Norton, still...

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

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

To The Tobacco Pipe.
Dear piece of fascinating clay! 'Tis thine to smooth l...

Ad Nicotina.
"_A CONSTRAINED HYPERBOLE._" Let others sing the prais...

Old Pipe Of Mine.
Companion of my lonely hours, Full many a time 'twix...

My Cigarette.
_WORDS AND MUSIC BY RICHARD BARNARD_. To my sweet ciga...

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

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

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

On A Broken Pipe.
Neglected now it lies, a cold clay form, So late with ...

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

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



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."_





Next: IF I WERE KING.

Previous: EFFUSION BY A CIGAR SMOKER.



Add to del.icio.us Add to Reddit Add to Digg Add to Del.icio.us Add to Google Add to Twitter Add to Stumble Upon
Add to Informational Site Network
Report
Privacy
SHAREADD TO EBOOK


Viewed 3507