Smoking Poems
Cannon Song.
And it has turned since you and I
Set out to face th...
The Scent Of A Good Cigar.
What is it comes through the deepening dusk,--
Somethi...
Cigars And Beer.
Here
With my beer
I sit,
While g...
The Lost Lotus.
'Tis said that in the sun-embroidered East,
There dw...
My Pipe And I.
There may be comrades in this world,
As stanch and t...
My Cigarette.
_WORDS AND MUSIC BY RICHARD BARNARD_.
To my sweet ciga...
In Wreaths Of Smoke.
In wreaths of smoke, blown waywardwise,
Faces of o...
The Pipe Critic.
Say, pipe, let's talk of love;
Canst aid me?...
Edifying Reflections Of A Tobacco-smoker.
_SET TO MUSIC BY JOHANN SEBASTIAN BACH. AUTHOR UNKNOWN. TRANS...
Motto For A Tobacco Jar.
Come! don't refuse sweet Nicotina's aid,
But woo the...
Seasonable Sweets.
"_DON'T BE FLOWERY, JACOB._"--CHARLES DICKENS.
When th...
The Patriotic Smoker's Lament.
Tell me, shade of Walter Raleigh,
Briton of the true...
Pipes And Beer.
Before I was famous I used to sit
In a dull old unde...
Geordie To His Tobacco-pipe.
Good pipe, old friend, old black and colored friend,
W...
My Meerschaums.
Long pipes and short ones, straight and curved,
High...
Smoking Away.
Floating away like the fountains' spray,
Or the snow...
An Encomium On Tobacco.
Thrice happy isles that stole the world's delight,
And...
In Rotten Row.
In Rotten Row a cigarette
I sat and smoked, with no re...
Ashes.
Wrapped in a sadly tattered gown,
Alone I puff my brie...
Old Pipe Of Mine.
Companion of my lonely hours,
Full many a time 'twix...