The following anecdote was told to myself, a few months after the curious event, by the three witnesses in the case. They were connections of my own, the father was a clergyman of the Anglican Church; he, his wife and their daughter, a girl of... Read more of The Girl In Pink at Scary Stories.caInformational Site Network Informational
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Pipes And Beer.
Before I was famous I used to sit In a dull old unde...

The Ballade Of Tobacco.
When verdant youth sees life afar, And first sets ou...

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

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

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

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

In Favor Of Tobacco.
Much victuals serves for gluttony To fatten men like s...

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

My Pipe.
When love grows cool, thy fire still warms me; When fr...

Her Brother's Cigarette.
Like raven's wings her locks of jet, Her soft eyes tou...

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

With Pipe And Book.
With Pipe and Book at close of day, Oh, what is sweete...

My Three Loves.
When Life was all a summer day, And I was under twenty...

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

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

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

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

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

A Pot, And A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Some praise taking snuff; And 'tis pleasant en...

If I Were King.
If I were king, my pipe should be premier. The skies o...



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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