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

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

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

With Pipe And Book.
With Pipe and Book at close of day, Oh, what is sweete...

Edifying Reflections Of A Tobacco-smoker.
_SET TO MUSIC BY JOHANN SEBASTIAN BACH. AUTHOR UNKNOWN. TRANS...

An Ode Of Thanks For Certain Cigars.
_TO CHARLES ELIOT NORTON._ Luck, my dear Norton, still...

The Ballad Of The Pipe.
Oh, give me but Virginia's weed, An earthen bowl, a st...

The Pipe Critic.
Say, pipe, let's talk of love; Canst aid me?...

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

A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Let the learned talk of books, The glutton...

Titlepage Dedication.
"Let those smoke now who never smoked before, And those ...

To My Cigar.
Yes, social friend, I love thee well, In learned doc...

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...

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

Motto For A Tobacco Jar.
Come! don't refuse sweet Nicotina's aid, But woo the...

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

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

An Old Sweetheart Of Mine.
As one who cons at evening o'er an album all alone, An...

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



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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