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Her Brother's Cigarette.
Like raven's wings her locks of jet, Her soft eyes tou...

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

A Winter Evening Hymn To My Fire.
Nicotia, dearer to the Muse Than all the grape's bewil...

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

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

The Patriotic Smoker's Lament.
Tell me, shade of Walter Raleigh, Briton of the true...

Seasonable Sweets.
"_DON'T BE FLOWERY, JACOB._"--CHARLES DICKENS. When th...

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

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

On A Broken Pipe.
Neglected now it lies, a cold clay form, So late with ...

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

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

Sweet Smoking Pipe.
Sweet smoking pipe; bright glowing stove, Companion ...

Invocation To Tobacco.
Weed of the strange flower, weed of the earth, Killer ...

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

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

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

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

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

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



WITH PIPE AND BOOK.








With Pipe and Book at close of day,
Oh, what is sweeter, mortal, say?
It matters not what book on knee,
Old Izaak or the Odyssey,
It matters not meerschaum or clay.

And though one's eyes will dream astray,
And lips forget to sue or sway,
It is "enough to merely be,"
With Pipe and Book.

What though our modern skies be gray,
As bards aver, I will not pray
For "soothing Death" to succor me,
But ask this much, O Fate, of thee,
A little longer yet to stay
With Pipe and Book.

RICHARD LE GALLIENNE.





Next: A POET'S PIPE.




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