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Smoking Poems

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

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

Smoke Is The Food Of Lovers.
When Cupid open'd shop, the trade he chose Was just th...

With Pipe And Book.
With Pipe and Book at close of day, Oh, what is sweete...

Seasonable Sweets.
"_DON'T BE FLOWERY, JACOB._"--CHARLES DICKENS. When th...

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

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

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

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

Ode To Tobacco.
Thou, who when fears attack Bidst them avaunt, and Bla...

The Latest Convert.
I've been in love some scores of times, With Amy, Ne...

In Wreaths Of Smoke.
In wreaths of smoke, blown waywardwise, Faces of o...

On A Broken Pipe.
Neglected now it lies, a cold clay form, So late with ...

Wrongfellow.
I like cigars Beneath the stars, Upon the water...

Knickerbocker.
Shade of Herrick, Muse of Locker, Help me sing of Knic...

The Last Pipe.
When head is sick and brain doth swim, And heavy hangs...

Ode To Tobacco.
Come then, Tobacco, new-found friend, Come, and thy ...

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

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

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



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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