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

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

Sublime Tobacco.
But here the herald of the self-same mouth Came breath...

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

On Receipt Of A Rare Pipe.
I lifted off the lid with anxious care, Removed the ...

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

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

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

"a Free Puff."
Do you remember when first we met? I was turning twent...

The Betrothed.
"_YOU MUST CHOOSE BETWEEN ME AND YOUR CIGAR._" Open the ...

With Pipe And Book.
With Pipe and Book at close of day, Oh, what is sweete...

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

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

Meerschaum.
Come to me, O my meerschaum, For the vile street organ...

The Latest Convert.
I've been in love some scores of times, With Amy, Ne...

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

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

Cigarette Rings.
How it blows! How it rains! I'll not turn out to-night; ...

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

The Old Clay Pipe.
There's a lot of solid comfort In an old clay pipe, ...



WHAT I LIKE.








To lie with half-closed eyes, as in a dream,
Upon the grassy bank of some calm stream--
And smoke.

To climb with daring feet some rugged rock,
And sit aloft where gulls and curlews flock--
And smoke.

To wander lonely on the ocean's brink,
And of the good old times to muse and think--
And smoke.

To hide me in some deep and woody glen,
Far from unhealthy haunts of sordid men--
And smoke.

To linger in some fairy haunted vale,
While all about me falls the moonlight pale--
And smoke.

H.L.





Next: MY MEERSCHAUMS.

Previous: THOSE ASHES.



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