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

My Cigar.
In spite of my physician, who is, _entre nous_, a fogy, ...

Smoking Away.
Floating away like the fountains' spray, Or the snow...

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

On Receipt Of A Rare Pipe.
I lifted off the lid with anxious care, Removed the ...

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

"a Free Puff."
Do you remember when first we met? I was turning twent...

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

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

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

Wrongfellow.
I like cigars Beneath the stars, Upon the water...

Smoke And Chess.
We were sitting at chess as the sun went down; And he,...

Tobacco.
The Indian weed, withered quite, Green at noon, cut do...

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

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

She.
The hateful man! 'Twould vex a saint! Around my pretty...

The Old Clay Pipe.
There's a lot of solid comfort In an old clay pipe, ...

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

Ashes.
Wrapped in a sadly tattered gown, Alone I puff my brie...

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



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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