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

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

A Bachelor's Views.
A pipe, a book, A cosy nook, A fire,--at least ...

On A Broken Pipe.
Neglected now it lies, a cold clay form, So late with ...

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

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

Pernicious Weed!
The pipe, with solemn interposing puff, Makes half a s...

In Wreaths Of Smoke.
In wreaths of smoke, blown waywardwise, Faces of o...

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

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

Ad Nicotina.
"_A CONSTRAINED HYPERBOLE._" Let others sing the prais...

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cannon Song.
And it has turned since you and I Set out to face th...

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

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



A VALENTINE.








What's my love's name? Guess her name.
Nina? No.
Alina? No.
It does end with "ina," though.
Guess again. Christina? No;
Guess again. Wilhelmina? No.
She reciprocates my flame,
Cheers me wheresoe'er I go,
Never forward, never coy,
She is evermore my joy.
Oh, the rapture! oh, the bliss!
When I met my darling's kiss.
Oh, I love her form to greet!
Oh, her breath is passing sweet!
Who could help but love her so?
Nicotina, mistress mine,
Thou shall be my Valentine.

ANON.





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