The following anecdote was told to myself, a few months after the curious event, by the three witnesses in the case. They were connections of my own, the father was a clergyman of the Anglican Church; he, his wife and their daughter, a girl of... Read more of The Girl In Pink at Scary Stories.caInformational Site Network Informational
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The Ballade Of Tobacco.
When verdant youth sees life afar, And first sets ou...

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

Cigars And Beer.
Here With my beer I sit, While g...

In Favor Of Tobacco.
Much victuals serves for gluttony To fatten men like s...

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

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

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

The Smoker's Calendar.
When January's cold appears, A glowing pipe my spirit ...

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

Tobacco.
The Indian weed, withered quite, Green at noon, cut do...

A Brief Puff Of Smoke.
Great Doctor Parr, the learned Whig, Ne'er deemed the ...

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

On A Tobacco Jar.
Three hundred years ago or soe, One worthy knight an...

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

My After-dinner Cloud.
Some sombre evening, when I sit And feed in solitude...

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

Choosing A Wife By A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Tube, I love thee as my life; By thee I mean to choose...

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

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

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



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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