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

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

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

Acrostic.
To thee, blest weed, whose sovereign wiles, O'er cankere...

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

My Friendly Pipe.
Let sybarites still dream delights While smoking cig...

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

Henry Fielding.
Friend of my youth, companion of my later days. Wh...

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

Pipes And Beer.
Before I was famous I used to sit In a dull old unde...

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

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

Latakia.
I. When all the panes are hung with frost, Wild wiz...

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

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

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

Smoke Is The Food Of Lovers.
When Cupid open'd shop, the trade he chose Was just th...

'twas Off The Blue Canaries.
'Twas off the blue Canary isles, A glorious summer d...

The Ballade Of Tobacco.
When verdant youth sees life afar, And first sets ou...

A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Let the learned talk of books, The glutton...



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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