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Sic Transit.
Just a note that I found on my table, By the bills of ...

A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Let the learned talk of books, The glutton...

The Cigar.
Some sigh for this and that, My wishes don't go far;...

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

The True Leucothoe.
Let others praise the god of wine, Or Venus, love, a...

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

A Brief Puff Of Smoke.
Great Doctor Parr, the learned Whig, Ne'er deemed the ...

A Warning.
HE. I loathe all books. I hate to see The world a...

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

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

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

An Encomium On Tobacco.
Thrice happy isles that stole the world's delight, And...

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

In The Ol' Tobacker Patch.
I jess kind o' feel so lonesome that I don't know what to...

The Latest Convert.
I've been in love some scores of times, With Amy, Ne...

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

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

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

Her Brother's Cigarette.
Like raven's wings her locks of jet, Her soft eyes tou...

Ingin Summer.
Jest about the time when Fall Gits to rattlin' in th...



A SONG WITHOUT A NAME.








AIR: "_THE VICAR OF BRAY_."


'Twas in Queen Bess's golden days
That smoking came in fashion;
And from the court it quickly spread
Throughout the English nation.
The courtiers first the lesson learnt,
And burn'd the fragrant treasure;
And e'en the queen herself, 'tis said,
Would sometimes share the pleasure.
But this is true, I will maintain,--
And I am far from joking,--
Of all the pleasures men have found
There's none to equal smoking.

Then learned men and lawyers wise
And grave divines and doctors
Found smoking help'd to clear the brain,
And puff'd away in flocks, sirs;
Then business men and humble clerks
And laborer and peasant
By smoking care would drive away,
And make this life more pleasant.
For this is true. I will maintain,--
And I am far from joking,--
Of all the pleasures men have found
There's none to equal smoking.

And from these times we modern men
Great glory do inherit,
And wealth and learning and the strength
Which makes the English spirit.
We have no care, we fear no foe,
We pass our lifetime gayly,
But little think how much we owe
To great Sir Walter Raleigh.
For this is true, I will maintain,--
And I am far from joking,--
Of all the pleasures men have found
There's none to equal smoking.

W. LLOYD.





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