CIGARS AND BEER.
Here With my beer I sit, While golden moments flit. Alas! They pass Unheeded by; And, as they fly, I, Being dry, Sit idly sipping here My beer. Oh, finer fa... CLOUDS.
Mortals say their heart is light When the clouds around disperse; Clouds to gather, thick as night, Is the smoker's universe. _From the German of Bauernfeld_. ... CONFESSION OF A CIGAR SMOKER.
I owe to smoking, more or less, Through life the whole of my success; With my cigar I'm sage and wise,-- Without, I'm dull as cloudy skies. When smoking, all my ideas soar, When not, they sink upon the floor. The greatest men ha... EDIFYING REFLECTIONS OF A TOBACCO-SMOKER.
_SET TO MUSIC BY JOHANN SEBASTIAN BACH. AUTHOR UNKNOWN. TRANSLATED BY EDWARD BRECK._ As oft I fill my faithful pipe, To while away the moments glad, With fragrant leaves, so rich and ripe, My mind perceives an image sad, So th... EFFUSION BY A CIGAR SMOKER.
Warriors! who from the cannon's mouth blow fire, Your fame to raise, Upon its blaze, Alas! ye do but light your funeral pyre! Tempting Fate's stroke; Ye fall, and all your glory ends in smoke. Safe in my ch... ENVOI.
Smokers, who doubt or con or pro, And ye who dare to drink, take heed! And see in smoke a friendly foe,-- A slave is each man to the weed. BRANDER MATTHEWS. ... EPITAPH
_ON A YOUNG LADY WHO DESIRED THAT TOBACCO MIGHT BE PLANTED OVER HER GRAVE._ Let no cold marble o'er my body rise-- But only earth above, and sunny skies. Thus would I lowly lie in peaceful rest, Nursing the Herb Divine from out my brea... GEORDIE TO HIS TOBACCO-PIPE.
Good pipe, old friend, old black and colored friend, Whom I have smoked these fourteen years and more, My best companion, faithful to the end, Faithful to death through all thy fiery core, How shall I sing thy praises, or proclaim ... HE RESPONDETH.
SHE. You still persist in using, I observe with great regret, The needlessly expensive Cigarette. HE. You should set a good example; But you seem to quite forget That you use a thirty-dollar Vina... HENRY FIELDING.
Friend of my youth, companion of my later days. What needs my Muse to sing thy various praise? In country or in town, on land or sea, The weed is still delightful company. In joy or sorrow, grief or racking pain, We fly to thee f... HER BROTHER'S CIGARETTE.
Like raven's wings her locks of jet, Her soft eyes touched with fond regret, Doubt and desire her mind beset, Fondling her brother's cigarette. Roses with dewy diamonds set, Drooped o'er the window's parapet; With grace she turn... HOW IT ONCE WAS.
Right stout and strong the worthy burghers stood, Or rather, sat, Drank beer in plenty, ate abundant food; For they to ancient customs still were true, And smoked, and smoked, because they surely knew What they we... IF I WERE KING.
If I were king, my pipe should be premier. The skies of time and chance are seldom clear, We would inform them all, with bland blue weather. Delight alone would need to shed a tear, For dream and deed should war no more together. ... IN FAVOR OF TOBACCO.
Much victuals serves for gluttony To fatten men like swine; But he's a frugal man indeed That with a leaf can dine, And needs no napkin for his hands, His fingers' ends to wipe, But keeps his kitchen in a box, And roast meat in... IN ROTTEN ROW.
In Rotten Row a cigarette I sat and smoked, with no regret For all the tumult that had been. The distances were still and green, And streaked with shadows cool and wet. Two sweethearts on a bench were set, Two birds among th...

"A FREE PUFF." MY CIGARETTE. MY CIGARETTE. ENVOI. A BACHELOR'S VIEWS. A WARNING. WHAT I LIKE. MY MEERSCHAUMS.

TITLEPAGE DEDICATION. IN THE OL' TOBACKER PATCH. IT MAY BE WEEDS. GEORDIE TO HIS TOBACCO-PIPE. EFFUSION BY A CIGAR SMOKER. MAECENAS BIDS HIS FRIEND TO DINE. A BACHELOR'S SOLILOQUY. A SONG WITHOUT A NAME.