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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My Meerschaums.
Long pipes and short ones, straight and curved, High...

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

The Lost Lotus.
'Tis said that in the sun-embroidered East, There dw...

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

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

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

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

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

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

The Cigar.
Some sigh for this and that, My wishes don't go far;...

Pipes And Beer.
Before I was famous I used to sit In a dull old unde...

How It Once Was.
Right stout and strong the worthy burghers stood, ...

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



ENVOI.








Smokers, who doubt or con or pro,
And ye who dare to drink, take heed!
And see in smoke a friendly foe,--
A slave is each man to the weed.

BRANDER MATTHEWS.





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