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The Last Pipe.
When head is sick and brain doth swim, And heavy hangs...

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

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

Sic Transit.
Just a note that I found on my table, By the bills of ...

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

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

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

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

Meerschaum.
Come to me, O my meerschaum, For the vile street organ...

A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Let the learned talk of books, The glutton...

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

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

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

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

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

She.
The hateful man! 'Twould vex a saint! Around my pretty...

My Cigarette.
Ma pauvre petite, My little sweet, Why do you cry...

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

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

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



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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