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To The Rev. Mr. Newton.
Says the Pipe to the Snuff-box, "I can't understand ...

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

A Warning.
HE. I loathe all books. I hate to see The world a...

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

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

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

Song Of The Smoke-wreaths.
_SUNG TO THE SMOKERS._ Not like clouds that cap the mo...

In Favor Of Tobacco.
Much victuals serves for gluttony To fatten men like s...

Sweet Smoking Pipe.
Sweet smoking pipe; bright glowing stove, Companion ...

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

The Dreamer's Pipe.
Meerschaum, thing with amber tip, Clutched between the...

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

It May Be Weeds.
It may be weeds I've gathered too; But even weeds...

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

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

Epitaph
_ON A YOUNG LADY WHO DESIRED THAT TOBACCO MIGHT BE PLANTED OV...

Smoking Spiritualized.
The following old poem was long ascribed, on apparently...

My After-dinner Cloud.
Some sombre evening, when I sit And feed in solitude...

On A Tobacco Jar.
Three hundred years ago or soe, One worthy knight an...

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



TWO OTHER HEARTS.








Full tender beamed the light of love down from his manly face,
As he pressed her to his bosom in a fervent, fond embrace.
No cost of others' happiness found place within his thought;
The weakness of life's brittle thread no dim forebodings brought.

But tenderer than the light of love, more brittle than life's
thread,
The shrouds that wrapped two other hearts gave up their withered
dead;
For, crumbling in his waistcoat, their glowing future dashed,
Two excellent Havanas were very badly smashed.

_London Tobacco_.





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