Smoking Poems

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

What I Like.
To lie with half-closed eyes, as in a dream, Upon the ...

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

Choosing A Wife By A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Tube, I love thee as my life; By thee I mean to choose...

A Winter Evening Hymn To My Fire.
Nicotia, dearer to the Muse Than all the grape's bewil...

The Ballad Of The Pipe.
Oh, give me but Virginia's weed, An earthen bowl, a st...

To C.f. Bradford.
_ON THE GIFT OF A MEERSCHAUM PIPE._ The pipe came safe...

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

The Last Pipe.
When head is sick and brain doth swim, And heavy hangs...

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

Latakia.
I. When all the panes are hung with frost, Wild wiz...

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

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

The Happy Smoking-ground.
When that last pipe is smoked at last And pouch and ...

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

Envoi.
Smokers, who doubt or con or pro, And ye who dare to...

It May Be Weeds.
It may be weeds I've gathered too; But even weeds...

Her Brother's Cigarette.
Like raven's wings her locks of jet, Her soft eyes tou...

Clouds.
Mortals say their heart is light When the clouds aroun...

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