Smoking Poems

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

To My Cigar.
The warmth of thy glow, Well-lighted cigar, Makes h...

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

Epitaph
_ON A YOUNG LADY WHO DESIRED THAT TOBACCO MIGHT BE PLANTED OV...

Edifying Reflections Of A Tobacco-smoker.
_SET TO MUSIC BY JOHANN SEBASTIAN BACH. AUTHOR UNKNOWN. TRANS...

The Duet.
I was smoking a cigarette; Maud, my wife, and the te...

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

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

The Discovery Of Tobacco.
_A SAILOR'S VERSION_. They were three jolly sailors bo...

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

Tobacco.
The Indian weed, withered quite, Green at noon, cut do...

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

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

"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 ...

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

Smoking Spiritualized.
The following old poem was long ascribed, on apparently...

To My Meerschaum.
There's a charm in the sun-crested hills, In the qui...

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

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