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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sublime Tobacco.
But here the herald of the self-same mouth Came breath...

Cannon Song.
Come, seniors, come, and fill your pipes, Your richest...

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

A Poet's Pipe.
_FROM THE FRENCH OF CHARLES BAUDELAIRE._ A poet's pipe...

My Meerschaums.
Long pipes and short ones, straight and curved, High...

My Three Loves.
When Life was all a summer day, And I was under twenty...

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

Ode To Tobacco.
Come then, Tobacco, new-found friend, Come, and thy ...

Envoi.
Smokers, who doubt or con or pro, And ye who dare to...

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

Invocation To Tobacco.
Weed of the strange flower, weed of the earth, Killer ...

A Pot, And A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Some praise taking snuff; And 'tis pleasant en...

Choosing A Wife By A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Tube, I love thee as my life; By thee I mean to choose...



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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