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

Envoi.
Smokers, who doubt or con or pro, And ye who dare to...

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

The Smoker's Calendar.
When January's cold appears, A glowing pipe my spirit ...

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

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

A Pot, And A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Some praise taking snuff; And 'tis pleasant en...

A Valentine.
What's my love's name? Guess her name. Nina? No....

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

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

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

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

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

The True Leucothoe.
Let others praise the god of wine, Or Venus, love, a...

She.
The hateful man! 'Twould vex a saint! Around my pretty...

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

My Pipe And I.
There may be comrades in this world, As stanch and t...

He Respondeth.
SHE. You still persist in using, I observe with g...

My Cigarette.
_WORDS AND MUSIC BY RICHARD BARNARD_. To my sweet ciga...

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



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.





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Previous: THOSE ASHES.



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