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_
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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.
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