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The Discovery Of Tobacco.
'Twas in the days of good Queen Bess,-- Or p'raps a ...

My Little Brown Pipe.
I have a little comforter, I carry in my pocket: ...

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

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

What I Like.
To lie with half-closed eyes, as in a dream, Upon the ...

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

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

Meerschaum.
Come to me, O my meerschaum, For the vile street organ...

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

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

My Cigarette.
Ma pauvre petite, My little sweet, Why do you cry...

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

The Dreamer's Pipe.
Meerschaum, thing with amber tip, Clutched between the...

Inscription For A Tobacco Jar.
Keep me at hand; and as my fumes arise, You'll find _a...

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

Two Other Hearts.
Full tender beamed the light of love down from his manl...

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

The Duet.
I was smoking a cigarette; Maud, my wife, and the te...

The Betrothed.
"_YOU MUST CHOOSE BETWEEN ME AND YOUR CIGAR._" Open the ...

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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