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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 ...

To The Rev. Mr. Newton.
Says the Pipe to the Snuff-box, "I can't understand ...

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

The Duet.
I was smoking a cigarette; Maud, my wife, and the te...

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

The Ballade Of Tobacco.
When verdant youth sees life afar, And first sets ou...

The Betrothed.
"_YOU MUST CHOOSE BETWEEN ME AND YOUR CIGAR._" Open the ...

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

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

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

If I Were King.
If I were king, my pipe should be premier. The skies o...

An Encomium On Tobacco.
Thrice happy isles that stole the world's delight, And...

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

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

The Smoke Traveller.
When I puff my cigarette, Straight I see a Spanish g...

Seasonable Sweets.
"_DON'T BE FLOWERY, JACOB._"--CHARLES DICKENS. When th...

Ad Nicotina.
"_A CONSTRAINED HYPERBOLE._" Let others sing the prais...

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

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



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.





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