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To My Cigar.
The warmth of thy glow, Well-lighted cigar, Makes h...

Too Great A Sacrifice.
The maid, as by the papers doth appear, Whom fifty tho...

Two Other Hearts.
Full tender beamed the light of love down from his manl...

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

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

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

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

The Discovery Of Tobacco.
'Twas in the days of good Queen Bess,-- Or p'raps a ...

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

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

The Discovery Of Tobacco.
_A SAILOR'S VERSION_. They were three jolly sailors bo...

She.
The hateful man! 'Twould vex a saint! Around my pretty...

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

To An Old Pipe.
Once your smoothly polished face Nestled lightly in a ...

Smoking Spiritualized.
The following old poem was long ascribed, on apparently...

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

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

Wrongfellow.
I like cigars Beneath the stars, Upon the water...

Sic Transit.
Just a note that I found on my table, By the bills of ...

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



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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