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Those Ashes.
Up to the frescoed ceiling The smoke of my cigarette...

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

Sic Transit.
Just a note that I found on my table, By the bills of ...

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

The True Leucothoe.
Let others praise the god of wine, Or Venus, love, a...

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

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

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

A Pot, And A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Some praise taking snuff; And 'tis pleasant en...

He Respondeth.
SHE. You still persist in using, I observe with g...

Smoking Song.
With grateful twirl our smoke-wreaths curl, As mist ...

Too Great A Sacrifice.
The maid, as by the papers doth appear, Whom fifty tho...

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

"keats Took Snuff."
"Keats took snuff.... It has been established by the ...

Meerschaum.
Come to me, O my meerschaum, For the vile street organ...

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

A Winter Evening Hymn To My Fire.
Nicotia, dearer to the Muse Than all the grape's bewil...

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

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

My Little Brown Pipe.
I have a little comforter, I carry in my pocket: ...



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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