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

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

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

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

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

Tobacco.
The Indian weed, withered quite, Green at noon, cut do...

Sweet Smoking Pipe.
Sweet smoking pipe; bright glowing stove, Companion ...

A Brief Puff Of Smoke.
Great Doctor Parr, the learned Whig, Ne'er deemed the ...

In Favor Of Tobacco.
Much victuals serves for gluttony To fatten men like s...

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

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

Another Match.
_AFTER A.C. SWINBURNE._ If love were dhudeen olden, ...

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

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

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

A Bachelor's Views.
A pipe, a book, A cosy nook, A fire,--at least ...

The Ballade Of Tobacco.
When verdant youth sees life afar, And first sets ou...

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

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

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



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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