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

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

Those Ashes.
Up to the frescoed ceiling The smoke of my cigarette...

If I Were King.
If I were king, my pipe should be premier. The skies o...

Edifying Reflections Of A Tobacco-smoker.
_SET TO MUSIC BY JOHANN SEBASTIAN BACH. AUTHOR UNKNOWN. TRANS...

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

My Meerschaum Pipe.
Old meerschaum pipe, I'll fondly wipe Thy scarred an...

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

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

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

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

A Good Cigar.
Oh, 'tis well and enough, A whiff or a puff From th...

To My Cigar.
Yes, social friend, I love thee well, In learned doc...

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

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

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

In Favor Of Tobacco.
Much victuals serves for gluttony To fatten men like s...

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

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

Seasonable Sweets.
"_DON'T BE FLOWERY, JACOB._"--CHARLES DICKENS. When th...



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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