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"a Free Puff."
Do you remember when first we met? I was turning twent...

Ode To Tobacco.
Come then, Tobacco, new-found friend, Come, and thy ...

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

The Pipe You Make Yourself.
There's clay pipes an' briar pipes an' meerschaum pipes a...

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

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

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

The Cigar.
Some sigh for this and that, My wishes don't go far;...

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

Song Of The Smoke-wreaths.
_SUNG TO THE SMOKERS._ Not like clouds that cap the mo...

The Dreamer's Pipe.
Meerschaum, thing with amber tip, Clutched between the...

Cigars And Beer.
Here With my beer I sit, While g...

In The Ol' Tobacker Patch.
I jess kind o' feel so lonesome that I don't know what to...

The Latest Convert.
I've been in love some scores of times, With Amy, Ne...

Ode To My Pipe.
O Blessed pipe, That now I clutch within my gripe, ...

To An Old Pipe.
Once your smoothly polished face Nestled lightly in a ...

A Symphony In Smoke.
A pretty, piquant, pouting pet, Who likes to muse and ...

To My Cigar.
Yes, social friend, I love thee well, In learned doc...

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

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



"KEATS TOOK SNUFF."








"Keats took snuff.... It has been established by the
praise-worthy editorial research of Mr. Burton Forman."


So "Keats took snuff?" A few more years,
When we are dead and famous--eh?
Will they record our pipes and beers,
And if we smoked cigars or clay?
Or will the world cry "Quantum suff"
To tattle such as "Keats took snuff"?

Perhaps some chronicler would wish
To know what whiskey we preferred,
And if we ever dined on fish,
Or only took the joint and bird.
Such facts are quite as worthy stuff,
Good chronicler, as "Keats took snuff."

You answer: "But, if you were Keats--"
Tut! never mind your buts and ifs,
Of little men record their meats,
Their drinks, their troubles, and their tiffs,
Of the great dead there's gold enough
To spare us such as "Keats took snuff."

Well, go your ways, you little folk,
Who polish up the great folk's lives;
Record the follies that they spoke,
And paint their squabbles with their wives.
Somewhere, if ever ghosts be gruff,
I trust some Keats will "give you snuff."

_The Globe_, London.





Next: THE BALLAD OF THE PIPE.

Previous: THE DISCOVERY OF TOBACCO.



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