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To A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Come, lovely tube, by friendship blest, Belov'd and ...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sic Transit.
Just a note that I found on my table, By the bills of ...

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

A Symphony In Smoke.
A pretty, piquant, pouting pet, Who likes to muse and ...

The Happy Smoking-ground.
When that last pipe is smoked at last And pouch and ...

Seasonable Sweets.
"_DON'T BE FLOWERY, JACOB._"--CHARLES DICKENS. When th...

Ad Nicotina.
"_A CONSTRAINED HYPERBOLE._" Let others sing the prais...

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

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

In Rotten Row.
In Rotten Row a cigarette I sat and smoked, with no re...

Effusion By A Cigar Smoker.
Warriors! who from the cannon's mouth blow fire, ...



TOO GREAT A SACRIFICE.








The maid, as by the papers doth appear,
Whom fifty thousand dollars made so dear,
To test Lothario's passion, simply said,
"Forego the weed before we go to wed.
For smoke, take flame; I'll be that flame's bright fanner.
To have your Anna, give up your Havana."
But he, when thus she brought him to the scratch,
Lit his cigar, and threw away his match.

ANON.





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