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

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

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

The Discovery Of Tobacco.
'Twas in the days of good Queen Bess,-- Or p'raps a ...

A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Let the toper regale in his tankard of ale, Or with ...

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

A Brief Puff Of Smoke.
Great Doctor Parr, the learned Whig, Ne'er deemed the ...

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

Knickerbocker.
Shade of Herrick, Muse of Locker, Help me sing of Knic...

My Little Brown Pipe.
I have a little comforter, I carry in my pocket: ...

The Ballad Of The Pipe.
Oh, give me but Virginia's weed, An earthen bowl, a st...

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

Ashes.
Wrapped in a sadly tattered gown, Alone I puff my brie...

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

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

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

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

Maecenas Bids His Friend To Dine.
I beg you come to-night and dine. A welcome waits you, a...

How It Once Was.
Right stout and strong the worthy burghers stood, ...

Geordie To His Tobacco-pipe.
Good pipe, old friend, old black and colored friend, W...



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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