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A Song Without A Name.
AIR: "_THE VICAR OF BRAY_." 'Twas in Queen Bess's gold...

A Loss.
How hard a thing it is to part From those we love an...

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

Envoi.
Smokers, who doubt or con or pro, And ye who dare to...

Virginia Tobacco.
Two maiden dames of sixty-two Together long had dwel...

An Ode Of Thanks For Certain Cigars.
_TO CHARLES ELIOT NORTON._ Luck, my dear Norton, still...

To My Meerschaum.
There's a charm in the sun-crested hills, In the qui...

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

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

Invocation To Tobacco.
Weed of the strange flower, weed of the earth, Killer ...

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

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

A Valentine.
What's my love's name? Guess her name. Nina? No....

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

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

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

The Smoke Traveller.
When I puff my cigarette, Straight I see a Spanish g...

Epitaph
_ON A YOUNG LADY WHO DESIRED THAT TOBACCO MIGHT BE PLANTED OV...

Pipes And Beer.
Before I was famous I used to sit In a dull old unde...

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



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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