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

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

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

My Cigar.
In spite of my physician, who is, _entre nous_, a fogy, ...

Inscription For A Tobacco Jar.
Keep me at hand; and as my fumes arise, You'll find _a...

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

To The Tobacco Pipe.
Dear piece of fascinating clay! 'Tis thine to smooth l...

A Symphony In Smoke.
A pretty, piquant, pouting pet, Who likes to muse and ...

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

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

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

What I Like.
To lie with half-closed eyes, as in a dream, Upon the ...

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

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

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

A Loss.
How hard a thing it is to part From those we love an...

Those Ashes.
Up to the frescoed ceiling The smoke of my cigarette...

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

On Receipt Of A Rare Pipe.
I lifted off the lid with anxious care, Removed the ...

'twas Off The Blue Canaries.
'Twas off the blue Canary isles, A glorious summer d...



MY CIGARETTE.








_WORDS AND MUSIC BY RICHARD BARNARD_.


To my sweet cigarette I am singing
This joyous and bright bacca-role;
Just now to my lips she was clinging,
Her spirit was soothing my soul.
With figure so slender and dapper
I feel the soft touch of it yet,
Adorned in her dainty white wrapper,
How fair is my own cigarette!
'Twere better, perhaps, that we part, love;
'Twere better, if never we'd met.
Alas, you are part of my heart, love,
Destructive but sweet cigarette!

Though matchless, by matches she's fired,
And glows both with pleasure and pride;
By her soft, balmy breath I'm inspired,
And kiss and caress my new bride.
E'en the clouds of her nature are joyous,
Though other clouds cause us regret;
From worry and care they decoy us,
The clouds of a sweet cigarette.
'Twere better, etc.

The houris in paradise living
Dissolve in the first love embrace,
Their life to their love freely giving,--
And so with my love 'tis the case;
For when her life's last spark is flying,
Still sweet to the end is my pet,
Who helps me, although she is dying,
To light up a fresh cigarette!
'Twere better, etc.





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