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

The Discovery Of Tobacco.
_A SAILOR'S VERSION_. They were three jolly sailors bo...

To My Cigar.
The warmth of thy glow, Well-lighted cigar, Makes h...

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

Too Great A Sacrifice.
The maid, as by the papers doth appear, Whom fifty tho...

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

The Ballade Of Tobacco.
When verdant youth sees life afar, And first sets ou...

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

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

Seasonable Sweets.

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

A Brief Puff Of Smoke.
Great Doctor Parr, the learned Whig, Ne'er deemed the ...

A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Let the toper regale in his tankard of ale, Or with ...

To My Meerschaum.
There's a charm in the sun-crested hills, In the qui...

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

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

A Valentine.
What's my love's name? Guess her name. Nina? No....

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

On A Broken Pipe.
Neglected now it lies, a cold clay form, So late with ...

My After-dinner Cloud.
Some sombre evening, when I sit And feed in solitude...


Just a note that I found on my table,
By the bills of a year buried o'er,
In a feminine hand and requesting
My presence for tennis at four.

Half remorseful for leaving it lying
In surroundings unworthy as those,
I carefully dusted and smoothed it,
And mutely begged pardon of Rose.

But I thought with a smile of the proverb
Which says you may treat as you will
The vase which has once contained roses,
Their fragrance will cling to it still.

For the writer I scarcely remember,
The occasion has vanished afar,
And the fragrance that clings to the letter
Recalls--an Havana cigar.



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