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Pipes And Beer.
Before I was famous I used to sit In a dull old unde...

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

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

My Cigarette.
_WORDS AND MUSIC BY RICHARD BARNARD_. To my sweet ciga...

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

Tobacco Is An Indian Weed.
Tobacco's but an Indian weed, Grows green at morn, cut...

My Cigarette.
My cigarette! The amulet That charms afar unrest and...

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

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

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

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

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

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

What I Like.
To lie with half-closed eyes, as in a dream, Upon the ...

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

Old Pipe Of Mine.
Companion of my lonely hours, Full many a time 'twix...

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

A Song Without A Name.
AIR: "_THE VICAR OF BRAY_." 'Twas in Queen Bess's gold...

Confession Of A Cigar Smoker.
I owe to smoking, more or less, Through life the whole...

Cigarette Rings.
How it blows! How it rains! I'll not turn out to-night; ...



THOSE ASHES.








Up to the frescoed ceiling
The smoke of my cigarette
In a sinuous spray is reeling,
Forming flower and minaret.

What delicious landscape floating
On perfumed wings I see;
Pale swans I am idly noting,
And queens robed in filagree.

I see such delicious faces
As ne'er man saw before,
And my fancy fondly chases
Sweet maids on a fairy shore.

Now to bits my air-castle crashes,
And those pictures I see no more;
My grandmother yells: "Them ashes--
Don't drop them on the floor!"

R.K. MUNKITTRICK.





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