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Smoking Poems

My Cigarette.
_WORDS AND MUSIC BY RICHARD BARNARD_. To my sweet ciga...

Invocation To Tobacco.
Weed of the strange flower, weed of the earth, Killer ...

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

Chibouque.
At Yeni-Djami, after Rhamadan, The pacha in his pala...

Ashes.
Wrapped in a sadly tattered gown, Alone I puff my brie...

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

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

Smoking Spiritualized.
The following old poem was long ascribed, on apparently...

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

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

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

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

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

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

Knickerbocker.
Shade of Herrick, Muse of Locker, Help me sing of Knic...

To The Rev. Mr. Newton.
Says the Pipe to the Snuff-box, "I can't understand ...

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

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

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

Seasonable Sweets.
"_DON'T BE FLOWERY, JACOB._"--CHARLES DICKENS. When th...



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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