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

Virginia Tobacco.
Two maiden dames of sixty-two Together long had dwel...

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

The Farmer's Pipe.
Make a picture, dreamy smoke, In my still and cosey ...

Geordie To His Tobacco-pipe.
Good pipe, old friend, old black and colored friend, W...

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

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

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

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

Maecenas Bids His Friend To Dine.
I beg you come to-night and dine. A welcome waits you, a...

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

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

Cigarette Rings.
How it blows! How it rains! I'll not turn out to-night; ...

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

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

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

Titlepage Dedication.
"Let those smoke now who never smoked before, And those ...

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

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

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



CONFESSION OF A CIGAR SMOKER.








I owe to smoking, more or less,
Through life the whole of my success;
With my cigar I'm sage and wise,--
Without, I'm dull as cloudy skies.

When smoking, all my ideas soar,
When not, they sink upon the floor.
The greatest men have all been smokers,
And so were all the greatest jokers.
Then ye who'd bid adieu to care,
Come here and smoke it into air.

ANON.




Sir Walter Raleigh! name of worth,
How sweet for thee to know
King James, who never smoked on earth,
Is smoking down below.





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