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Ode To Tobacco.
Come then, Tobacco, new-found friend, Come, and thy ...

Song Of The Smoke-wreaths.
_SUNG TO THE SMOKERS._ Not like clouds that cap the mo...

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

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

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

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

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

Cannon Song.
Come, seniors, come, and fill your pipes, Your richest...

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

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

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

The Smoker's Reverie.
(_OCTOBER._) I'm sitting at dusk 'neath the old beeche...

With Pipe And Book.
With Pipe and Book at close of day, Oh, what is sweete...

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

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

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

Ode To My Pipe.
O Blessed pipe, That now I clutch within my gripe, ...

Another Match.
_AFTER A.C. SWINBURNE._ If love were dhudeen olden, ...

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

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



A SYMPHONY IN SMOKE.








A pretty, piquant, pouting pet,
Who likes to muse and take her ease,
She loves to smoke a cigarette;

To dream in silken hammockette,
And sing and swing beneath the trees,
A pretty, piquant, pouting pet.

Her Christian name is Violet;
Her eyes are blue as summer skies;
She loves to smoke a cigarette.

As calm as babe in bassinette,
She swingeth in the summer breeze,
A pretty, piquant, pouting pet.

She ponders o'er a novelette;
Her parasol is Japanese;
She loves to smoke a cigarette.

She loves a fume without a fret;
Her frills are white, her frock _cerise_,--
A pretty, pouting, piquant pet.

She almost goes to sleep, and yet,
Half-lulled by booming honey-bees,
She loves to smoke a cigarette.

A winsome, clever, cool coquette,
Who flouts all Grundian decrees,--
pretty, pouting, piquant pet,
That loves to smoke a cigarette.

_Harper's Bazaar_.





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