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

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

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

Titlepage Dedication.
"Let those smoke now who never smoked before, And those ...

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

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

To C.f. Bradford.
_ON THE GIFT OF A MEERSCHAUM PIPE._ The pipe came safe...

Geordie To His Tobacco-pipe.
Good pipe, old friend, old black and colored friend, W...

Effusion By A Cigar Smoker.
Warriors! who from the cannon's mouth blow fire, ...

On A Tobacco Jar.
Three hundred years ago or soe, One worthy knight an...

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

A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Let the toper regale in his tankard of ale, Or with ...

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

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

The Dreamer's Pipe.
Meerschaum, thing with amber tip, Clutched between the...

The Cigar.
Some sigh for this and that, My wishes don't go far;...

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

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

Smoking Song.
With grateful twirl our smoke-wreaths curl, As mist ...

Invocation To Tobacco.
Weed of the strange flower, weed of the earth, Killer ...



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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