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

The Farmer's Pipe.
Make a picture, dreamy smoke, In my still and cosey ...

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

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

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

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

My Cigarette.
_WORDS AND MUSIC BY RICHARD BARNARD_. To my sweet ciga...

The Patriotic Smoker's Lament.
Tell me, shade of Walter Raleigh, Briton of the true...

Confession Of A Cigar Smoker.
I owe to smoking, more or less, Through life the whole...

The Duet.
I was smoking a cigarette; Maud, my wife, and the te...

The Cigar.
Some sigh for this and that, My wishes don't go far;...

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

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

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

My Cigarette.
My cigarette! The amulet That charms afar unrest and...

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

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

If I Were King.
If I were king, my pipe should be premier. The skies o...

To The Rev. Mr. Newton.
Says the Pipe to the Snuff-box, "I can't understand ...

A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Let the learned talk of books, The glutton...



THE CIGAR.








Some sigh for this and that,
My wishes don't go far;
The world may wag at will,
So I have my cigar.

Some fret themselves to death
With Whig and Tory jar;
I don't care which is in,
So I have my cigar.

Sir John requests my vote,
And so does Mr. Marr;
I don't care how it goes,
So I have my cigar.

Some want a German row,
Some wish a Russian war;
I care not. I'm at peace
So I have my cigar.

I never see the "Post,"
I seldom read the "Star;"
The "Globe" I scarcely heed,
So I have my cigar.

Honors have come to men
My juniors at the Bar;
No matter--I can wait,
So I have my cigar.

Ambition frets me not;
A cab or glory's car
Are just the same to me,
So I have my cigar.

I worship no vain gods,
But serve the household Lar;
I'm sure to be at home,
So I have my cigar.

I do not seek for fame,
A general with a scar;
A private let me be,
So I have my cigar.

To have my choice among
The toys of life's bazaar,
The deuce may take them all
So I have my cigar.

Some minds are often tost
By tempests like a tar;
I always seem in port,
So I have my cigar.

The ardent flame of love,
My bosom cannot char,
I smoke but do not burn,
So I have my cigar.

They tell me Nancy Low
Has married Mr. R.;
The jilt! but I can live,
So I have my cigar.

THOMAS HOOD.





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