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The Smoker's Calendar.
When January's cold appears, A glowing pipe my spirit ...

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

Virginia Tobacco.
Two maiden dames of sixty-two Together long had dwel...

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

Geordie To His Tobacco-pipe.
Good pipe, old friend, old black and colored friend, W...

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

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

Chibouque.
At Yeni-Djami, after Rhamadan, The pacha in his pala...

Pernicious Weed!
The pipe, with solemn interposing puff, Makes half a s...

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

A Winter Evening Hymn To My Fire.
Nicotia, dearer to the Muse Than all the grape's bewil...

The Old Clay Pipe.
There's a lot of solid comfort In an old clay pipe, ...

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

Motto For A Tobacco Jar.
Come! don't refuse sweet Nicotina's aid, But woo the...

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

A Good Cigar.
Oh, 'tis well and enough, A whiff or a puff From th...

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

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

My Friendly Pipe.
Let sybarites still dream delights While smoking cig...

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



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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