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

To My Cigar.
Yes, social friend, I love thee well, In learned doc...

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

It May Be Weeds.
It may be weeds I've gathered too; But even weeds...

Cigarette Rings.
How it blows! How it rains! I'll not turn out to-night; ...

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

My Friendly Pipe.
Let sybarites still dream delights While smoking cig...

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

The Lost Lotus.
'Tis said that in the sun-embroidered East, There dw...

An Encomium On Tobacco.
Thrice happy isles that stole the world's delight, And...

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

The Patriotic Smoker's Lament.
Tell me, shade of Walter Raleigh, Briton of the true...

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

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

Pipe And Tobacco.
When my pipe burns bright and clear, The gods I need n...

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

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

Acrostic.
To thee, blest weed, whose sovereign wiles, O'er cankere...

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

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



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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