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The Duet.
I was smoking a cigarette; Maud, my wife, and the te...

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

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

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

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

My Friendly Pipe.
Let sybarites still dream delights While smoking cig...

My After-dinner Cloud.
Some sombre evening, when I sit And feed in solitude...

Ode To Tobacco.
Thou, who when fears attack Bidst them avaunt, and Bla...

Clouds.
Mortals say their heart is light When the clouds aroun...

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

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

A Poet's Pipe.
_FROM THE FRENCH OF CHARLES BAUDELAIRE._ A poet's pipe...

Tobacco Is An Indian Weed.
Tobacco's but an Indian weed, Grows green at morn, cut...

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

A Pot, And A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Some praise taking snuff; And 'tis pleasant en...

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

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

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

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

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



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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