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

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

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

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

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

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

On A Broken Pipe.
Neglected now it lies, a cold clay form, So late with ...

A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Let the toper regale in his tankard of ale, Or with ...

A Brief Puff Of Smoke.
Great Doctor Parr, the learned Whig, Ne'er deemed the ...

Two Other Hearts.
Full tender beamed the light of love down from his manl...

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

Old Pipe Of Mine.
Companion of my lonely hours, Full many a time 'twix...

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

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

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

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

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

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

My Cigarette.
Ma pauvre petite, My little sweet, Why do you cry...

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



HENRY FIELDING.








Friend of my youth, companion of my later days.
What needs my Muse to sing thy various praise?
In country or in town, on land or sea,
The weed is still delightful company.
In joy or sorrow, grief or racking pain,
We fly to thee for solace once again.
Delicious plant, by all the world consumed,
'Tis pity thou, like man, to ashes too art doom'd.

ANON.




Tobacco, some say, is a potent narcotic,
That rules half the world in a way quite despotic;
So, to punish him well for his wicked and merry tricks,
We'll burn him forthwith, as they used to do heretics.





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