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To See Her Pipe Awry.
Betty bouncer kept a stall At the corner of a street...

Pernicious Weed!
The pipe, with solemn interposing puff, Makes half a s...

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

My Cigar.
In spite of my physician, who is, _entre nous_, a fogy, ...

A Pot, And A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Some praise taking snuff; And 'tis pleasant en...

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

Tobacco.
Let poets rhyme of what they will, Youth, Beauty, Love...

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

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

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

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

He Respondeth.
SHE. You still persist in using, I observe with g...

My Friendly Pipe.
Let sybarites still dream delights While smoking cig...

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

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

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

On Receipt Of A Rare Pipe.
I lifted off the lid with anxious care, Removed the ...

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

To C.f. Bradford.
_ON THE GIFT OF A MEERSCHAUM PIPE._ The pipe came safe...

Envoi.
Smokers, who doubt or con or pro, And ye who dare to...



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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