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

My Little Brown Pipe.
I have a little comforter, I carry in my pocket: ...

The Patriotic Smoker's Lament.
Tell me, shade of Walter Raleigh, Briton of the true...

Sublime Tobacco.
But here the herald of the self-same mouth Came breath...

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

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

Cannon Song.
Come, seniors, come, and fill your pipes, Your richest...

Ode To Tobacco.
Come then, Tobacco, new-found friend, Come, and thy ...

The Smoker's Calendar.
When January's cold appears, A glowing pipe my spirit ...

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

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

In Rotten Row.
In Rotten Row a cigarette I sat and smoked, with no re...

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

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

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

"keats Took Snuff."
"Keats took snuff.... It has been established by the ...

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

Epitaph
_ON A YOUNG LADY WHO DESIRED THAT TOBACCO MIGHT BE PLANTED OV...

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

My Pipe And I.
There may be comrades in this world, As stanch and t...



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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