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

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

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

My Cigar.
In spite of my physician, who is, _entre nous_, a fogy, ...

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

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

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

To An Old Pipe.
Once your smoothly polished face Nestled lightly in a ...

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

To C.f. Bradford.
_ON THE GIFT OF A MEERSCHAUM PIPE._ The pipe came safe...

The Scent Of A Good Cigar.
What is it comes through the deepening dusk,-- Somethi...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Smoking Spiritualized.
The following old poem was long ascribed, on apparently...



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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