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

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

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

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

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

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

The Scent Of A Good Cigar.
What is it comes through the deepening dusk,-- Somethi...

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

Ode To My Pipe.
O Blessed pipe, That now I clutch within my gripe, ...

The Old Clay Pipe.
There's a lot of solid comfort In an old clay pipe, ...

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

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

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

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

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

To A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Come, lovely tube, by friendship blest, Belov'd and ...

A Valentine.
What's my love's name? Guess her name. Nina? No....

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

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

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



ON A TOBACCO JAR.








Three hundred years ago or soe,
One worthy knight and gentlemanne
Did bring me here, to charm and chere,
To physical and mental manne.
God bless his soule who filled ye bowle,
And may our blessings find him;
That he not miss some share of blisse
Who left soe much behind him.

BERNARD BARKER.





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