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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Invocation To Tobacco.
Weed of the strange flower, weed of the earth, Killer ...

Another Match.
_AFTER A.C. SWINBURNE._ If love were dhudeen olden, ...

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

Virginia's Kingly Plant.
_BY AN "OLD SALT."_ Oh, muse! grant me the power (I...

The Pipe You Make Yourself.
There's clay pipes an' briar pipes an' meerschaum pipes a...

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

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

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

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

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

The Discovery Of Tobacco.
'Twas in the days of good Queen Bess,-- Or p'raps a ...

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



ODE TO TOBACCO.








Come then, Tobacco, new-found friend,
Come, and thy suppliant attend
In each dull, lonely hour;
And though misfortunes lie around,
Thicker than hailstones on the ground,
I'll rest upon thy power.
Then while the coxcomb, pert and proud,
The politician, learned and loud,
Keep one eternal clack,
I'll tread where silent Nature smiles,
Where Solitude our woe beguiles,
And chew thee, dear Tobac.

DANIEL WEBSTER.





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