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An Encomium On Tobacco.
Thrice happy isles that stole the world's delight, And...

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

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

My Pipe.
When love grows cool, thy fire still warms me; When fr...

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

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

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

Smoking Song.
With grateful twirl our smoke-wreaths curl, As mist ...

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

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

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

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

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

A Loss.
How hard a thing it is to part From those we love an...

Ode To Tobacco.
Thou, who when fears attack Bidst them avaunt, and Bla...

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

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

Those Ashes.
Up to the frescoed ceiling The smoke of my cigarette...

In Wreaths Of Smoke.
In wreaths of smoke, blown waywardwise, Faces of o...

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



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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