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The Pipe Critic.
Say, pipe, let's talk of love; Canst aid me?...

To The Rev. Mr. Newton.
Says the Pipe to the Snuff-box, "I can't understand ...

To A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Come, lovely tube, by friendship blest, Belov'd and ...

Inscription For A Tobacco Jar.
Keep me at hand; and as my fumes arise, You'll find _a...

How It Once Was.
Right stout and strong the worthy burghers stood, ...

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

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

The Happy Smoking-ground.
When that last pipe is smoked at last And pouch and ...

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

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

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

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

On A Tobacco Jar.
Three hundred years ago or soe, One worthy knight an...

Sublime Tobacco.
But here the herald of the self-same mouth Came breath...

Envoi.
Smokers, who doubt or con or pro, And ye who dare to...

The Last Pipe.
When head is sick and brain doth swim, And heavy hangs...

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

To See Her Pipe Awry.
Betty bouncer kept a stall At the corner of a street...

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

Henry Fielding.
Friend of my youth, companion of my later days. Wh...



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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