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Ingin Summer.
Jest about the time when Fall Gits to rattlin' in th...

If I Were King.
If I were king, my pipe should be premier. The skies o...

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

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

Inscription For A Tobacco Jar.
Keep me at hand; and as my fumes arise, You'll find _a...

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

It May Be Weeds.
It may be weeds I've gathered too; But even weeds...

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

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

Henry Fielding.
Friend of my youth, companion of my later days. Wh...

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

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

A Winter Evening Hymn To My Fire.
Nicotia, dearer to the Muse Than all the grape's bewil...

The Dreamer's Pipe.
Meerschaum, thing with amber tip, Clutched between the...

Clouds.
Mortals say their heart is light When the clouds aroun...

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

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

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

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

Ode To My Pipe.
O Blessed pipe, That now I clutch within my gripe, ...



THE PIPE YOU MAKE YOURSELF.








There's clay pipes an' briar pipes an' meerschaum pipes as well,
There's plain pipes an' fancy pipes--things jes made to sell;
But any pipe that kin be bought fer marbles, chalk, or pelf,
Ain't ekal to the flaver of th' pipe you make yourself.

Jest take a common corn cob an' whittle out the middle,
Then plug up one end of it as tight as any fiddle;
Fit a stem into th' side an' lay her on th' shelf,
An' when she's dry you take her down, that pipe you made yourself.

Cram her full clar to th' brim with nachral leaf, you bet--
'T will smoke a trifle better for bein' somewhat wet--
Take your worms and fishin' pole, and a jug along for health,
An' you'll get a taste o' heaven from that pipe you made yourself.

There's clay pipes an' briar pipes an' meerschaum pipes as well,
There's plain pipes an' fancy pipes--things jes made to sell;
But any pipe that kin be bought for marbles, chalk, or pelf,
Ain't ekal to th' flayer of the pipe you make yourself.

HENRY E. BROWN.





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