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

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

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

Motto For A Tobacco Jar.
Come! don't refuse sweet Nicotina's aid, But woo the...

A Farewell To Tobacco.
May the Babylonish curse Straight confound my stammeri...

Two Other Hearts.
Full tender beamed the light of love down from his manl...

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

My Cigarette.
Ma pauvre petite, My little sweet, Why do you cry...

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

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

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

Clouds.
Mortals say their heart is light When the clouds aroun...

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

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

An Old Sweetheart Of Mine.
As one who cons at evening o'er an album all alone, An...

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

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

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

A Loss.
How hard a thing it is to part From those we love an...

Ode To Tobacco.
Come then, Tobacco, new-found friend, Come, and thy ...



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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