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

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

A Farewell To Tobacco.
May the Babylonish curse Straight confound my stammeri...

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

Smoke And Chess.
We were sitting at chess as the sun went down; And he,...

The Discovery Of Tobacco.
_A SAILOR'S VERSION_. They were three jolly sailors bo...

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

The Smoke Traveller.
When I puff my cigarette, Straight I see a Spanish g...

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

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

The Ballad Of The Pipe.
Oh, give me but Virginia's weed, An earthen bowl, a st...

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

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

Smoking Spiritualized.
The following old poem was long ascribed, on apparently...

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

Tobacco.
The Indian weed, withered quite, Green at noon, cut do...

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

Tobacco Is An Indian Weed.
Tobacco's but an Indian weed, Grows green at morn, cut...

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

The Pipe Critic.
Say, pipe, let's talk of love; Canst aid me?...



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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