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An Old Sweetheart Of Mine.
As one who cons at evening o'er an album all alone, An...

The Pipe Critic.
Say, pipe, let's talk of love; Canst aid me?...

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

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

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

To My Cigar.
The warmth of thy glow, Well-lighted cigar, Makes h...

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

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

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

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

Ad Nicotina.
"_A CONSTRAINED HYPERBOLE._" Let others sing the prais...

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

Too Great A Sacrifice.
The maid, as by the papers doth appear, Whom fifty tho...

A Warning.
HE. I loathe all books. I hate to see The world a...

My Meerschaum Pipe.
Old meerschaum pipe, I'll fondly wipe Thy scarred an...

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

Old Pipe Of Mine.
Companion of my lonely hours, Full many a time 'twix...

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

The True Leucothoe.
Let others praise the god of wine, Or Venus, love, a...

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



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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