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The Farmer's Pipe.
Make a picture, dreamy smoke, In my still and cosey ...

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

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

A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Let the toper regale in his tankard of ale, Or with ...

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

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

Cannon Song.
Come, seniors, come, and fill your pipes, Your richest...

"a Free Puff."
Do you remember when first we met? I was turning twent...

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

The Happy Smoking-ground.
When that last pipe is smoked at last And pouch and ...

To C.f. Bradford.
_ON THE GIFT OF A MEERSCHAUM PIPE._ The pipe came safe...

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

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

Maecenas Bids His Friend To Dine.
I beg you come to-night and dine. A welcome waits you, a...

How It Once Was.
Right stout and strong the worthy burghers stood, ...

Motto For A Tobacco Jar.
Come! don't refuse sweet Nicotina's aid, But woo the...

Smoking Song.
With grateful twirl our smoke-wreaths curl, As mist ...

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

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

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



PERNICIOUS WEED!








The pipe, with solemn interposing puff,
Makes half a sentence at a time enough;
The dozing sages drop the drowsy strain,
Then pause and puff, and speak, and pause again.
Such often, like the tube they so admire,
Important triflers! have more smoke than fire.
Pernicious weed! whose scent the fair annoys,
Unfriendly to society's chief joys,
Thy worst effect is banishing for hours
The sex whose presence civilizes ours.

WILLIAM COWPER.





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