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Smoking Poems

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

Sweet Smoking Pipe.
Sweet smoking pipe; bright glowing stove, Companion ...

The Dreamer's Pipe.
Meerschaum, thing with amber tip, Clutched between the...

A Song Without A Name.
AIR: "_THE VICAR OF BRAY_." 'Twas in Queen Bess's gold...

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

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

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

Virginia's Kingly Plant.
_BY AN "OLD SALT."_ Oh, muse! grant me the power (I...

The Ballad Of The Pipe.
Oh, give me but Virginia's weed, An earthen bowl, a st...

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

To C.f. Bradford.
_ON THE GIFT OF A MEERSCHAUM PIPE._ The pipe came safe...

My Cigar.
In spite of my physician, who is, _entre nous_, a fogy, ...

Cannon Song.
And it has turned since you and I Set out to face th...

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

What I Like.
To lie with half-closed eyes, as in a dream, Upon the ...

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

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

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

My Pipe.
When love grows cool, thy fire still warms me; When fr...

Confession Of A Cigar Smoker.
I owe to smoking, more or less, Through life the whole...



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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