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Cigarette Rings.
How it blows! How it rains! I'll not turn out to-night; ...

To My Meerschaum.
There's a charm in the sun-crested hills, In the qui...

An Old Sweetheart Of Mine.
As one who cons at evening o'er an album all alone, An...

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

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

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

Pipe And Tobacco.
When my pipe burns bright and clear, The gods I need n...

The Duet.
I was smoking a cigarette; Maud, my wife, and the te...

The Latest Convert.
I've been in love some scores of times, With Amy, Ne...

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

The Betrothed.
"_YOU MUST CHOOSE BETWEEN ME AND YOUR CIGAR._" Open the ...

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

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

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

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

Inscription For A Tobacco Jar.
Keep me at hand; and as my fumes arise, You'll find _a...

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

Confession Of A Cigar Smoker.
I owe to smoking, more or less, Through life the whole...

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

He Respondeth.
SHE. You still persist in using, I observe with g...



IN FAVOR OF TOBACCO.








Much victuals serves for gluttony
To fatten men like swine;
But he's a frugal man indeed
That with a leaf can dine,
And needs no napkin for his hands,
His fingers' ends to wipe,
But keeps his kitchen in a box,
And roast meat in a pipe.

SAMUEL ROWLANDS: _Knave of Clubs_ (1611).





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