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Smoking Away.
Floating away like the fountains' spray, Or the snow...

Tobacco.
Let poets rhyme of what they will, Youth, Beauty, Love...

The Pipe You Make Yourself.
There's clay pipes an' briar pipes an' meerschaum pipes a...

"keats Took Snuff."
"Keats took snuff.... It has been established by the ...

A Farewell To Tobacco.
May the Babylonish curse Straight confound my stammeri...

The Smoker's Reverie.
(_OCTOBER._) I'm sitting at dusk 'neath the old beeche...

My Little Brown Pipe.
I have a little comforter, I carry in my pocket: ...

Inscription For A Tobacco Jar.
Keep me at hand; and as my fumes arise, You'll find _a...

"a Free Puff."
Do you remember when first we met? I was turning twent...

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

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

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

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

The Happy Smoking-ground.
When that last pipe is smoked at last And pouch and ...

My Pipe.
When love grows cool, thy fire still warms me; When fr...

The Smoke Traveller.
When I puff my cigarette, Straight I see a Spanish g...

Cigarette Rings.
How it blows! How it rains! I'll not turn out to-night; ...

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

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

A Symphony In Smoke.
A pretty, piquant, pouting pet, Who likes to muse and ...



THE DREAMER'S PIPE.








Meerschaum, thing with amber tip,
Clutched between the dreamer's lip,
Fragrant odors from thy bowl
Mingling with the dreamer's soul;
Curling wreaths of smoke ascending,
Comfort sweet with incense blending.
Joy and peace and solace sending
To the dreamer's heart.

Fashioned like a satyr's head,
Crowned with fire, glowing red,
Quaintly carved and softly sleek
As Afric maiden's downy cheek.
Comrade of each idle hour
In forest shade or leafy bower;
Lotus-eaters from thy power
Ne'er can break apart.

Darkly colored from long use
With tobacco's balmy juice
From snowy white to ebon turned
By the incense daily burned.
Laid at night within thy case
Of velvet soft--thy resting place--
Whence with leering, stained face
Daily thou must start,--

To soothe the dreamer's every care,
To glow and burn and fill the air
With thy curling perfume rare:
As thou charmest gloom away,
With the dreamer rest for aye
Friend of youth, and manhood ripe
All hail to thee, thou meerschaum pipe!

_New Orleans Times Democrat._





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