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The Patriotic Smoker's Lament.
Tell me, shade of Walter Raleigh, Briton of the true...

Sweet Smoking Pipe.
Sweet smoking pipe; bright glowing stove, Companion ...

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

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

Ode To My Pipe.
O Blessed pipe, That now I clutch within my gripe, ...

On Receipt Of A Rare Pipe.
I lifted off the lid with anxious care, Removed the ...

She.
The hateful man! 'Twould vex a saint! Around my pretty...

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

To A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Come, lovely tube, by friendship blest, Belov'd and ...

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

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

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

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

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

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

The Discovery Of Tobacco.
_A SAILOR'S VERSION_. They were three jolly sailors bo...

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

Tobacco.
The Indian weed, withered quite, Green at noon, cut do...

'twas Off The Blue Canaries.
'Twas off the blue Canary isles, A glorious summer d...

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



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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