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My After-dinner Cloud.
Some sombre evening, when I sit And feed in solitude...

A Pot, And A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Some praise taking snuff; And 'tis pleasant en...

Inscription For A Tobacco Jar.
Keep me at hand; and as my fumes arise, You'll find _a...

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

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

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

Ashes.
Wrapped in a sadly tattered gown, Alone I puff my brie...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chibouque.
At Yeni-Djami, after Rhamadan, The pacha in his pala...

Pernicious Weed!
The pipe, with solemn interposing puff, Makes half a s...

Sic Transit.
Just a note that I found on my table, By the bills of ...

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

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



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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