Smoking Poems

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

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

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

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

The Old Clay Pipe.
There's a lot of solid comfort In an old clay pipe, ...

My Meerschaums.
Long pipes and short ones, straight and curved, High...

To C.f. Bradford.
_ON THE GIFT OF A MEERSCHAUM PIPE._ The pipe came safe...

My Three Loves.
When Life was all a summer day, And I was under twenty...

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

Cannon Song.
Come, seniors, come, and fill your pipes, Your richest...

If I Were King.
If I were king, my pipe should be premier. The skies o...

The Ballad Of The Pipe.
Oh, give me but Virginia's weed, An earthen bowl, a st...

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

Confession Of A Cigar Smoker.
I owe to smoking, more or less, Through life the whole...

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

The Lost Lotus.
'Tis said that in the sun-embroidered East, There dw...

To A Pipe Of Tobacco.
Come, lovely tube, by friendship blest, Belov'd and ...

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

My Little Brown Pipe.
I have a little comforter, I carry in my pocket: ...

"keats Took Snuff."
"Keats took snuff.... It has been established by the ...