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Ode To Tobacco.
Come then, Tobacco, new-found friend, Come, and thy ...

A Bachelor's Soliloquy.
I sit all alone with my pipe by the fire, I ne'er kn...

My Meerschaum Pipe.
Old meerschaum pipe, I'll fondly wipe Thy scarred an...

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

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

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

The Lost Lotus.
'Tis said that in the sun-embroidered East, There dw...

To My Cigar.
Yes, social friend, I love thee well, In learned doc...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Pipes And Beer.
Before I was famous I used to sit In a dull old unde...

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

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

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

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



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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