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

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

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

To An Old Pipe.
Once your smoothly polished face Nestled lightly in a ...

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

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

My Cigarette.
My cigarette! The amulet That charms afar unrest and...

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

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

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

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

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

The Farmer's Pipe.
Make a picture, dreamy smoke, In my still and cosey ...

The Pipe You Make Yourself.
There's clay pipes an' briar pipes an' meerschaum pipes a...

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

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

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

Knickerbocker.
Shade of Herrick, Muse of Locker, Help me sing of Knic...

A Valentine.
What's my love's name? Guess her name. Nina? No....

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



INVOCATION TO TOBACCO.








Weed of the strange flower, weed of the earth,
Killer of dulness, parent of mirth,
Come in the sad hour, come in the gay,
Appear in the night, or in the day,--
Still thou art welcome as June's blooming rose,
Joy of the palate, delight of the nose.

Weed of the green field, weed of the wild,
Fostered in freedom, America's child,
Come in Virginia, come in Havana,
Friend of the universe, sweeter than manna,--
Still thou art welcome, rich, fragrant, and ripe,
Pride of the tube-case, delight of the pipe.

Weed of the savage, weed of each pole,
Comforting, soothing, philosophy's soul,
Come in the snuff-box, come in cigar,
In Strasburgh and King's, come from afar,--
Still thou art welcome, the purest, the best,
Joy of earth's millions, forever carest.

HENRY JAMES MELLEN.





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