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

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

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

The Scent Of A Good Cigar.
What is it comes through the deepening dusk,-- Somethi...

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

Virginia Tobacco.
Two maiden dames of sixty-two Together long had dwel...

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

It May Be Weeds.
It may be weeds I've gathered too; But even weeds...

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

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

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

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

A Farewell To Tobacco.
May the Babylonish curse Straight confound my stammeri...

To A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Come, lovely tube, by friendship blest, Belov'd and ...

Pipes And Beer.
Before I was famous I used to sit In a dull old unde...

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

A Poet's Pipe.
_FROM THE FRENCH OF CHARLES BAUDELAIRE._ A poet's pipe...

My Cigarette.
_WORDS AND MUSIC BY RICHARD BARNARD_. To my sweet ciga...

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

To The Tobacco Pipe.
Dear piece of fascinating clay! 'Tis thine to smooth l...



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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