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Smoke And Chess.
We were sitting at chess as the sun went down; And he,...

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

A Valentine.
What's my love's name? Guess her name. Nina? No....

How It Once Was.
Right stout and strong the worthy burghers stood, ...

Song Of The Smoke-wreaths.
_SUNG TO THE SMOKERS._ Not like clouds that cap the mo...

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

The True Leucothoe.
Let others praise the god of wine, Or Venus, love, a...

Smoke Is The Food Of Lovers.
When Cupid open'd shop, the trade he chose Was just th...

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

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

A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Let the learned talk of books, The glutton...

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

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

My Meerschaums.
Long pipes and short ones, straight and curved, High...

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

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

Wrongfellow.
I like cigars Beneath the stars, Upon the water...

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

The Last Pipe.
When head is sick and brain doth swim, And heavy hangs...

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



ACROSTIC.








To thee, blest weed, whose sovereign wiles,
O'er cankered care bring radiant smiles,
Best gift of Love to mortals given!
At once the bud and bliss of Heaven!
Crownless are kings uncrowned by thee;
Content the serf in thy sweet liberty,
O charm of life! O foe to misery!

J.H.





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