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Smoke Is The Food Of Lovers.
When Cupid open'd shop, the trade he chose Was just th...

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

Pernicious Weed!
The pipe, with solemn interposing puff, Makes half a s...

She.
The hateful man! 'Twould vex a saint! Around my pretty...

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

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

Tobacco Is An Indian Weed.
Tobacco's but an Indian weed, Grows green at morn, cut...

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

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

'twas Off The Blue Canaries.
'Twas off the blue Canary isles, A glorious summer d...

The Latest Convert.
I've been in love some scores of times, With Amy, Ne...

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

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

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

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

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

In The Ol' Tobacker Patch.
I jess kind o' feel so lonesome that I don't know what to...

The Pipe Critic.
Say, pipe, let's talk of love; Canst aid me?...

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

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



SHE.








The hateful man! 'Twould vex a saint!
Around my pretty, cherished book,
The odor vile, the noisome taint
Of horrid, stale tobacco-smoke
Yet lingers!
The hateful man, my book to spoil!
Patrick, the tongs--lest I should soil
My fingers!

This lovely rose, these lilies frail,
These violets he has sent to me
The odor of his pipe exhale!
Am I to blame that I should be
Enraged?
Tell Mr. Simpson every time
He calls upon me, Patrick, I'm
Engaged!

ARTHUR LOVELL.





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