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Effusion By A Cigar Smoker.
Warriors! who from the cannon's mouth blow fire, ...

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

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

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

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

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

The Lost Lotus.
'Tis said that in the sun-embroidered East, There dw...

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

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

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

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

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

My Three Loves.
When Life was all a summer day, And I was under twenty...

How It Once Was.
Right stout and strong the worthy burghers stood, ...

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

A Good Cigar.
Oh, 'tis well and enough, A whiff or a puff From th...

"keats Took Snuff."
"Keats took snuff.... It has been established by the ...

A Bachelor's Soliloquy.
I sit all alone with my pipe by the fire, I ne'er kn...

He Respondeth.
SHE. You still persist in using, I observe with g...

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



PIPE AND TOBACCO.








When my pipe burns bright and clear,
The gods I need not envy here;
And as the smoke fades in the wind,
Our fleeting life it brings to mind.

Noble weed! that comforts life,
And art with calmest pleasures rife;
Heaven grant thee sunshine and warm rain,
And to thy planter health and gain.

Through thee, friend of my solitude,
With hope and patience I'm endued,
Deep sinks thy power within my heart,
And cares and sorrows all depart.

Then let non-smokers rail forever;
Shall their hard words true friends dissever?
Pleasure's too rare to cast away
My pipe, for what the railers say!

When love grows cool, thy fire still warms me,
When friends are fled, thy presence charms me;
If thou art full, though purse be bare,
I smoke, and cast away all care!

_German Folk Song._





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