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

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

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...

In The Ol' Tobacker Patch.
I jess kind o' feel so lonesome that I don't know what to...

Too Great A Sacrifice.
The maid, as by the papers doth appear, Whom fifty tho...

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

My After-dinner Cloud.
Some sombre evening, when I sit And feed in solitude...

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

Maecenas Bids His Friend To Dine.
I beg you come to-night and dine. A welcome waits you, a...

Acrostic.
To thee, blest weed, whose sovereign wiles, O'er cankere...

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

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

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

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

Smoking Song.
With grateful twirl our smoke-wreaths curl, As mist ...

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

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

Ode To Tobacco.
Come then, Tobacco, new-found friend, Come, and thy ...

The Smoker's Reverie.
(_OCTOBER._) I'm sitting at dusk 'neath the old beeche...



EPITAPH








_ON A YOUNG LADY WHO DESIRED THAT TOBACCO MIGHT BE PLANTED OVER HER
GRAVE._


Let no cold marble o'er my body rise--
But only earth above, and sunny skies.
Thus would I lowly lie in peaceful rest,
Nursing the Herb Divine from out my breast.
Green let it grow above this clay of mine,
Deriving strength from strength that I resign.
So in the days to come, when I'm beyond
This fickle life, will come my lovers fond,
And gazing on the plant, their grief restrain
In whispering, "Lo! dear Anna blooms again!"





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