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

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

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

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

Meerschaum.
Come to me, O my meerschaum, For the vile street organ...

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

Pipe And Tobacco.
When my pipe burns bright and clear, The gods I need n...

A Valentine.
What's my love's name? Guess her name. Nina? No....

On Receipt Of A Rare Pipe.
I lifted off the lid with anxious care, Removed the ...

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

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

What I Like.
To lie with half-closed eyes, as in a dream, Upon the ...

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

Tobacco Is An Indian Weed.
Tobacco's but an Indian weed, Grows green at morn, cut...

The Smoker's Calendar.
When January's cold appears, A glowing pipe my spirit ...

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

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

Virginia's Kingly Plant.
_BY AN "OLD SALT."_ Oh, muse! grant me the power (I...

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

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



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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