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Smoking Poems

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

Pernicious Weed!
The pipe, with solemn interposing puff, Makes half a s...

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

A Symphony In Smoke.
A pretty, piquant, pouting pet, Who likes to muse and ...

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

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

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

To The Tobacco Pipe.
Dear piece of fascinating clay! 'Tis thine to smooth l...

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

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

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

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

In Wreaths Of Smoke.
In wreaths of smoke, blown waywardwise, Faces of o...

A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Let the learned talk of books, The glutton...

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

Cannon Song.
Come, seniors, come, and fill your pipes, Your richest...

The Duet.
I was smoking a cigarette; Maud, my wife, and the te...

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

My Friendly Pipe.
Let sybarites still dream delights While smoking cig...

The Scent Of A Good Cigar.
What is it comes through the deepening dusk,-- Somethi...



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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