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To My Meerschaum.
There's a charm in the sun-crested hills, In the qui...

Virginia Tobacco.
Two maiden dames of sixty-two Together long had dwel...

My Cigarette.
_WORDS AND MUSIC BY RICHARD BARNARD_. To my sweet ciga...

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

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

The Betrothed.
"_YOU MUST CHOOSE BETWEEN ME AND YOUR CIGAR._" Open the ...

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

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

Knickerbocker.
Shade of Herrick, Muse of Locker, Help me sing of Knic...

My Friendly Pipe.
Let sybarites still dream delights While smoking cig...

Ashes.
Wrapped in a sadly tattered gown, Alone I puff my brie...

Effusion By A Cigar Smoker.
Warriors! who from the cannon's mouth blow fire, ...

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

'twas Off The Blue Canaries.
'Twas off the blue Canary isles, A glorious summer d...

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

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

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

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

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

Her Brother's Cigarette.
Like raven's wings her locks of jet, Her soft eyes tou...



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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