Smoking Poems

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

To See Her Pipe Awry.
Betty bouncer kept a stall At the corner of a street...

On Receipt Of A Rare Pipe.
I lifted off the lid with anxious care, Removed the ...

My Cigarette.
My cigarette! The amulet That charms afar unrest and...

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

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

If I Were King.
If I were king, my pipe should be premier. The skies o...

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

My Meerschaum Pipe.
Old meerschaum pipe, I'll fondly wipe Thy scarred an...

Ode To My Pipe.
O Blessed pipe, That now I clutch within my gripe, ...

Those Ashes.
Up to the frescoed ceiling The smoke of my cigarette...

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

A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Let the learned talk of books, The glutton...

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

The Smoker's Reverie.
(_OCTOBER._) I'm sitting at dusk 'neath the old beeche...

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

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

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

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

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