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

Motto For A Tobacco Jar.
Come! don't refuse sweet Nicotina's aid, But woo the...

A Poet's Pipe.
_FROM THE FRENCH OF CHARLES BAUDELAIRE._ A poet's pipe...

Inscription For A Tobacco Jar.
Keep me at hand; and as my fumes arise, You'll find _a...

To An Old Pipe.
Once your smoothly polished face Nestled lightly in a ...

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

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

My Cigarette.
Ma pauvre petite, My little sweet, Why do you cry...

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

My Three Loves.
When Life was all a summer day, And I was under twenty...

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

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

A Bachelor's Views.
A pipe, a book, A cosy nook, A fire,--at least ...

Choosing A Wife By A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Tube, I love thee as my life; By thee I mean to choose...

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

The Latest Convert.
I've been in love some scores of times, With Amy, Ne...

Smoking Away.
Floating away like the fountains' spray, Or the snow...

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

Effusion By A Cigar Smoker.
Warriors! who from the cannon's mouth blow fire, ...

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



CHOOSING A WIFE BY A PIPE OF TOBACCO.








Tube, I love thee as my life;
By thee I mean to choose a wife.
Tube, thy _color_ let me find,
In her _skin_, and in her _mind_.
Let her have a _shape_ as fine;
Let her breath be sweet as thine;
Let her, when her lips I kiss,
_Burn_ like thee, to give me bliss;
Let her, in some _smoke_ or other,
All my failings kindly smother.
Often when my thoughts are _low_,
Send them where they ought to go;
When to study I incline,
Let her aid be such as thine;
Such as thine the charming power
In the vacant social hour.
Let her live to give delight,
Ever _warm_ and ever _bright_;
Let her deeds, whene'er she dies,
Mount as incense to the skies.

_Gentleman's Magazine_.





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