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

Sic Transit.
Just a note that I found on my table, By the bills of ...

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

The Last Pipe.
When head is sick and brain doth swim, And heavy hangs...

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

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

On A Tobacco Jar.
Three hundred years ago or soe, One worthy knight an...

Tobacco.
Let poets rhyme of what they will, Youth, Beauty, Love...

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

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

Knickerbocker.
Shade of Herrick, Muse of Locker, Help me sing of Knic...

Cannon Song.
And it has turned since you and I Set out to face th...

Geordie To His Tobacco-pipe.
Good pipe, old friend, old black and colored friend, W...

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

Smoke Is The Food Of Lovers.
When Cupid open'd shop, the trade he chose Was just th...

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

Chibouque.
At Yeni-Djami, after Rhamadan, The pacha in his pala...

A Good Cigar.
Oh, 'tis well and enough, A whiff or a puff From th...

My Meerschaum Pipe.
Old meerschaum pipe, I'll fondly wipe Thy scarred an...

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



SWEET SMOKING PIPE.








Sweet smoking pipe; bright glowing stove,
Companion still of my retreat,
Thou dost my gloomy thoughts remove,
And purge my brain with gentle heat.

Tobacco, charmer of my mind,
When, like the meteor's transient gleam.
Thy substance gone to air I find,
I think, alas, my life's the same!

What else but lighted dust am I?
Then shew'st me what my fate will be;
And when thy sinking ashes die,
I learn that I must end like thee.

ANON.




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