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Latakia.
I. When all the panes are hung with frost, Wild wiz...

Knickerbocker.
Shade of Herrick, Muse of Locker, Help me sing of Knic...

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

The Ballad Of The Pipe.
Oh, give me but Virginia's weed, An earthen bowl, a st...

My Meerschaums.
Long pipes and short ones, straight and curved, High...

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

Another Match.
_AFTER A.C. SWINBURNE._ If love were dhudeen olden, ...

The Happy Smoking-ground.
When that last pipe is smoked at last And pouch and ...

Ashes.
Wrapped in a sadly tattered gown, Alone I puff my brie...

The True Leucothoe.
Let others praise the god of wine, Or Venus, love, a...

The Smoke Traveller.
When I puff my cigarette, Straight I see a Spanish g...

To My Cigar.
Yes, social friend, I love thee well, In learned doc...

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

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

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

A Symphony In Smoke.
A pretty, piquant, pouting pet, Who likes to muse and ...

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

Cannon Song.
And it has turned since you and I Set out to face th...

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

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



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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