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

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

Titlepage Dedication.
"Let those smoke now who never smoked before, And those ...

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

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

The Smoke Traveller.
When I puff my cigarette, Straight I see a Spanish g...

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

Cannon Song.
And it has turned since you and I Set out to face th...

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

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

In Wreaths Of Smoke.
In wreaths of smoke, blown waywardwise, Faces of o...

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

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

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

Smoking Away.
Floating away like the fountains' spray, Or the snow...

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

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

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

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

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



VIRGINIA'S KINGLY PLANT.








_BY AN "OLD SALT."_


Oh, muse! grant me the power
(I have the will) to sing
How oft in lonely hour,
When storms would round me lower,
Tobacco's proved a king!

Philanthropists, no doubt
With good intentions ripe,
Their dogmas may put out,
And arrogantly shout
The evils of the pipe.

Kind moralists, with tracts,
Opinions fine may show;
Produce a thousand facts,--
How ill tobacco acts
Man's system to o'erthrow.

Learn'd doctors have employed
Much patience, time, and skill,
To prove tobacco cloyed
With acrid alkaloid,
With power the nerves to kill.

E'en popes have curst the plant;
Kings bade its use to cease;
But all the pontiff's rant
And royal James's cant
Ne'er made its use decrease.

Teetotalers may stamp
And roar at pipes and beer;
But place them in a swamp,
When nights are dark and damp,--
Their tunes would change, I fear.

No advocate am I
Of excess in one or t'other,
And ne'er essayed to try
In wine to drown a sigh,
Or a single care to smother.

Yet, in moderation pure,
A glass is well enough;
But a troubled heart to cure,
Kind feelings to insure,
Give me a cheerful puff.

How oft a learn'd divine
His sermons will prepare,
Not by imbibing wine,
But 'neath th' influence fine
Of a pipe of "baccy" rare!

How many a pleasing scene,
How many a happy joke,
How many a satire keen,
Or problem sharp, has been
Evolved or born of smoke!

How oft amidst the jar,
Of storms on ruin bent,
On shipboard, near or far,
To the drenched and shiv'ring tar,
Tobacco's solace lent!

Oh, tell me not 'tis bad,
Or that it shortens life!
Its charms can soothe the sad,
And make the wretched glad,
In trouble and in strife.

'Tis used in every clime,
By all men, high and low;
It is praised in prose and rhyme,
And can but end with time;
So let the kind herb grow!

'Tis a friend to the distress'd;
'Tis a comforter in need;
It is social, soothing, blest;
It has fragrance, force, and zest;
Then hail the kingly weed!

ANON.





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