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

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

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

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

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

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

Sweet Smoking Pipe.
Sweet smoking pipe; bright glowing stove, Companion ...

Cigars And Beer.
Here With my beer I sit, While g...

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

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

Ingin Summer.
Jest about the time when Fall Gits to rattlin' in th...

My Cigarette.
_WORDS AND MUSIC BY RICHARD BARNARD_. To my sweet ciga...

Tobacco.
Let poets rhyme of what they will, Youth, Beauty, Love...

A Poet's Pipe.
_FROM THE FRENCH OF CHARLES BAUDELAIRE._ A poet's pipe...

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

Cannon Song.
Come, seniors, come, and fill your pipes, Your richest...

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

The Patriotic Smoker's Lament.
Tell me, shade of Walter Raleigh, Briton of the true...

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

On A Tobacco Jar.
Three hundred years ago or soe, One worthy knight an...



IT MAY BE WEEDS.








It may be weeds
I've gathered too;
But even weeds may be
As fragrant as
The fairest flower
With some sweet memory.

ANON.





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