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

A Loss.
How hard a thing it is to part From those we love an...

Old Pipe Of Mine.
Companion of my lonely hours, Full many a time 'twix...

A Good Cigar.
Oh, 'tis well and enough, A whiff or a puff From th...

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

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

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

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

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

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

With Pipe And Book.
With Pipe and Book at close of day, Oh, what is sweete...

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

Cannon Song.
Come, seniors, come, and fill your pipes, Your richest...

To My Cigar.
Yes, social friend, I love thee well, In learned doc...

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

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

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

An Ode Of Thanks For Certain Cigars.
_TO CHARLES ELIOT NORTON._ Luck, my dear Norton, still...

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

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



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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