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An Old Sweetheart Of Mine.
As one who cons at evening o'er an album all alone, An...

In The Ol' Tobacker Patch.
I jess kind o' feel so lonesome that I don't know what to...

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

Two Other Hearts.
Full tender beamed the light of love down from his manl...

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

The Lost Lotus.
'Tis said that in the sun-embroidered East, There dw...

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

A Winter Evening Hymn To My Fire.
Nicotia, dearer to the Muse Than all the grape's bewil...

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

Sweet Smoking Pipe.
Sweet smoking pipe; bright glowing stove, Companion ...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Knickerbocker.
Shade of Herrick, Muse of Locker, Help me sing of Knic...

The Ballad Of The Pipe.
Oh, give me but Virginia's weed, An earthen bowl, a st...

The Discovery Of Tobacco.
_A SAILOR'S VERSION_. They were three jolly sailors bo...



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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