Those Ashes R.K. Munkittrick
130
Titlepage Dedication Anon.
44
To an Old Pipe De Witt Sterry
43
To a Pipe of Tobacco Gentleman’s
Magazine 91
Tobacco George Wither
86
Tobacco Thomas Jones
151
Tobacco is an Indian Weed From
“Pills to Purge Melancholy"
150
Tobacco, some say Anon.
164
To C.F. Bradford James Russell
Lowell 5
To My Cigar Charles Sprague
62
To My Cigar Friedrich Marc
165
To My Meerschaum P.D.R.
82
Too Great a Sacrifice Anon.
90
To see her Pipe Awry C.F.
55
To the Rev. Mr. Newton William
Cowper 126
To the Tobacco Pipe The Meteor,
London 39
True Leucothoe, The Anon.
129
’Twas off the Blue Canaries
Joseph Warren Fabens 140
Two other Hearts London Tobacco
73
V.
Valentine, A Anon. 113 Virginia’s kingly Plant Anon. 87 Virginia Tobacco Stanley Gregson 31
W.
Warning, A Arthur Lovell
124
What I Like H.L. 131
Winter Evening Hymn to My Fire, A
James Russell Lowell
105
With Pipe and Book Richard Le
Gallienne 1
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PIPE AND POUCH
* * * * *
WITH PIPE AND BOOK.
With Pipe and Book at close of day,
Oh, what is sweeter, mortal, say?
It matters not what book on knee,
Old Izaak or the Odyssey,
It matters not meerschaum or clay.
And though one’s eyes will dream
astray,
And lips forget to sue or sway,
It is “enough to merely be,”
With Pipe and Book.
What though our modern skies be gray,
As bards aver, I will not pray
For “soothing Death” to succor
me,
But ask this much, O Fate, of thee,
A little longer yet to stay
With Pipe and Book.
RICHARD LE GALLIENNE.
A POET’S PIPE.
FROM THE FRENCH OF CHARLES BAUDELAIRE.
A poet’s pipe am I,
And my Abyssinian tint
Is an unmistakable hint
That he lays me not often by.
When his soul is with grief o’erworn
I smoke like the cottage where
They are cooking the evening fare
For the laborer’s return.
I enfold and cradle his soul
In the vapors moving and blue
That mount from my fiery mouth;
And there is power in my bowl
To charm his spirit and soothe,
And heal his weariness too.