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Virginia's Kingly Plant.
_BY AN "OLD SALT."_ Oh, muse! grant me the power (I...

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

Titlepage Dedication.
"Let those smoke now who never smoked before, And those ...

The True Leucothoe.
Let others praise the god of wine, Or Venus, love, a...

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

The Dreamer's Pipe.
Meerschaum, thing with amber tip, Clutched between the...

Edifying Reflections Of A Tobacco-smoker.
_SET TO MUSIC BY JOHANN SEBASTIAN BACH. AUTHOR UNKNOWN. TRANS...

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

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

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

A Pot, And A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Some praise taking snuff; And 'tis pleasant en...

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

"a Free Puff."
Do you remember when first we met? I was turning twent...

Smoking Spiritualized.
The following old poem was long ascribed, on apparently...

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

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

Sic Transit.
Just a note that I found on my table, By the bills of ...

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

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

Sublime Tobacco.
But here the herald of the self-same mouth Came breath...



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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