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

Epitaph
_ON A YOUNG LADY WHO DESIRED THAT TOBACCO MIGHT BE PLANTED OV...

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

Song Of The Smoke-wreaths.
_SUNG TO THE SMOKERS._ Not like clouds that cap the mo...

Motto For A Tobacco Jar.
Come! don't refuse sweet Nicotina's aid, But woo the...

Henry Fielding.
Friend of my youth, companion of my later days. Wh...

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

Sic Transit.
Just a note that I found on my table, By the bills of ...

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

The Last Pipe.
When head is sick and brain doth swim, And heavy hangs...

Ingin Summer.
Jest about the time when Fall Gits to rattlin' in th...

A Bachelor's Views.
A pipe, a book, A cosy nook, A fire,--at least ...

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

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

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

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

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

A Poet's Pipe.
_FROM THE FRENCH OF CHARLES BAUDELAIRE._ A poet's pipe...

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

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



THE BALLADE OF TOBACCO.








When verdant youth sees life afar,
And first sets out wild oats to sow,
He puffs a stiff and stark cigar,
And quaffs champagne of Mumm & Co.
He likes not smoking yet; but though
Tobacco makes him sick indeed,
Cigars and wine he can't forego,--
A slave is each man to the weed.

In time his tastes more dainty are
And delicate. Become a beau,
From out the country of the czar
He brings his cigarettes, and lo!
He sips the vintage of Bordeaux.
Thus keener relish shall succeed
The baser liking we outgrow,--
A slave is each man to the weed

When age and his own lucky star
To him perfected wisdom show,
The schooner glides across the bar,
And beer for him shall freely flow;
A pipe with genial warmth shall glow,
To which he turns in direst need,
To seek in smoke surcease of woe,--
A slave is each man to the weed.





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