Smoking Poems

To A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Come, lovely tube, by friendship blest, Belov'd and ...

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

Ode To My Pipe.
O Blessed pipe, That now I clutch within my gripe, ...

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

A Loss.
How hard a thing it is to part From those we love an...

My Pipe And I.
There may be comrades in this world, As stanch and t...

A Song Without A Name.
AIR: "_THE VICAR OF BRAY_." 'Twas in Queen Bess's gold...

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

A Bachelor's Views.
A pipe, a book, A cosy nook, A fire,--at least ...

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

To My Cigar.
The warmth of thy glow, Well-lighted cigar, Makes h...

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

Wrongfellow.
I like cigars Beneath the stars, Upon the water...

If I Were King.
If I were king, my pipe should be premier. The skies o...

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

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

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

My Cigar.
In spite of my physician, who is, _entre nous_, a fogy, ...

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

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