_(In the Chapel)_ The appointed lot has come upon me, mother, The mournful ending of my years of strife, This changing world I leave, and to another In blood and terror goes my spirit's life. But thou, grief-smitten, cease thy mortal... Read more of Farewell To My Mother at Martin Luther King.caInformational Site Network Informational
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My Cigarette.
_WORDS AND MUSIC BY RICHARD BARNARD_. To my sweet ciga...

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

A Bachelor's Soliloquy.
I sit all alone with my pipe by the fire, I ne'er kn...

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

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

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

A Poet's Pipe.
_FROM THE FRENCH OF CHARLES BAUDELAIRE._ A poet's pipe...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Wrongfellow.
I like cigars Beneath the stars, Upon the water...

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

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

My Cigarette.
Ma pauvre petite, My little sweet, Why do you cry...

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

Clouds.
Mortals say their heart is light When the clouds aroun...



WRONGFELLOW.








I like cigars
Beneath the stars,
Upon the waters blue.
To laugh and float
While rocks the boat
Upon the waves,--Don't you?

To rest the oar
And float to shore,--
While soft the moonbeams shine,--
To laugh and joke,
And idly smoke;
I think is quite divine.

ELLA WHEELER WILCOX.





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