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

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

On A Broken Pipe.
Neglected now it lies, a cold clay form, So late with ...

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

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

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

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

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

The Duet.
I was smoking a cigarette; Maud, my wife, and the te...

Two Other Hearts.
Full tender beamed the light of love down from his manl...

Smoking Away.
Floating away like the fountains' spray, Or the snow...

Effusion By A Cigar Smoker.
Warriors! who from the cannon's mouth blow fire, ...

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

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

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

The Dreamer's Pipe.
Meerschaum, thing with amber tip, Clutched between the...

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

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

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

He Respondeth.
SHE. You still persist in using, I observe with g...



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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