Informational Site NetworkInformational Site Network
Privacy
 
   Home - Smoking Articles - History of Smoking - Poems about Smoking - Giving up Alcohol

Smoking Poems

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

"a Free Puff."
Do you remember when first we met? I was turning twent...

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

To See Her Pipe Awry.
Betty bouncer kept a stall At the corner of a street...

Cigars And Beer.
Here With my beer I sit, While g...

To My Meerschaum.
There's a charm in the sun-crested hills, In the qui...

The Farmer's Pipe.
Make a picture, dreamy smoke, In my still and cosey ...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Tobacco.
Let poets rhyme of what they will, Youth, Beauty, Love...

Ode To Tobacco.
Thou, who when fears attack Bidst them avaunt, and Bla...

The Pipe Critic.
Say, pipe, let's talk of love; Canst aid me?...

The Old Clay Pipe.
There's a lot of solid comfort In an old clay pipe, ...

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

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



AD NICOTINA.








"_A CONSTRAINED HYPERBOLE._"


Let others sing the praise of wine;
I'll tolerate no queen
But one fair nymph of spotless line,
The gentle Nicotine.
Her breath's as sweet as any flower's,
No matter where it blows,
And makes this dull old world of ours
The color of the rose.

There's not a pang but she can soothe,
Nor spell but she can break,
And e'en the hardest lot can smooth,
And bid us courage take.
Fair Nicotine! thou dost atone
For many an aching heart;
And I for one will gladly own
The magic of thine art.

Ah, "friendly traitress," "loving foe,"
Forgive this loving lay;
For I, thy worshipper, would show
The sweetness of thy sway.
"Sublime tobacco!" may thy reign
Ne'er for one moment cease;
For thou, Great Plant, art kin to brain,
And synonym for peace.

E.H.S.





Next: MEERSCHAUM.

Previous: A SONG WITHOUT A NAME.



Add to del.icio.us Add to Reddit Add to Digg Add to Del.icio.us Add to Google Add to Twitter Add to Stumble Upon
Add to Informational Site Network
Report
Privacy
SHAREADD TO EBOOK


Viewed 2212