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To C.f. Bradford.
_ON THE GIFT OF A MEERSCHAUM PIPE._ The pipe came safe...

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

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

Sublime Tobacco.
But here the herald of the self-same mouth Came breath...

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

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

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

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

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

Chibouque.
At Yeni-Djami, after Rhamadan, The pacha in his pala...

Her Brother's Cigarette.
Like raven's wings her locks of jet, Her soft eyes tou...

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

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

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

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

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

Maecenas Bids His Friend To Dine.
I beg you come to-night and dine. A welcome waits you, a...

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

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

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



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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