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

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

Sweet Smoking Pipe.
Sweet smoking pipe; bright glowing stove, Companion ...

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

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

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

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

Epitaph
_ON A YOUNG LADY WHO DESIRED THAT TOBACCO MIGHT BE PLANTED OV...

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

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

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

Henry Fielding.
Friend of my youth, companion of my later days. Wh...

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

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

A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Let the learned talk of books, The glutton...

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

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

Ashes.
Wrapped in a sadly tattered gown, Alone I puff my brie...

In Rotten Row.
In Rotten Row a cigarette I sat and smoked, with no re...

A Warning.
HE. I loathe all books. I hate to see The world a...



HOW IT ONCE WAS.








Right stout and strong the worthy burghers stood,
Or rather, sat,
Drank beer in plenty, ate abundant food;
For they to ancient customs still were true,
And smoked, and smoked, because they surely knew
What they were at.

William the Testy ruled New Amsterdam,--
A tall man he,--
Whose rule was meant by him to be no sham,
But rather like the stern paternal style
That sways the city now. He made the while
A rough decree.

He ordered that the pipes should cease to smoke,
From that day on.
The people took the order as a joke;
They did not think, who smoked from childhood up,
That one man such delight would seek to stop,
Even in fun.

But when at last it dawned upon their minds
That this was meant,
They closed their houses, shut their window blinds,
Brought forth tobacco from their ample hoard,
And to the governor's house with one accord
The burghers went.

They carried chairs, and sat without a word
Before his porch,
And smoked, and smoked, and not a sound was heard,
Till Kieft came forth to take the morning air,
With speech that would have burned them then and there
If words could scorch.

But they, however savagely he spoke,
Made no reply.
Higher and thicker rose the clouds of smoke,
And Kieft, perceiving that they would be free
Tried not to put in force his harsh decree,
But let it die.

_New York Sun_.





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