POETRY OF SMOKE. & 



Let her in some smoke or other. 

 All my failings kindly smother. 

 Often when my thoughts are low, 

 Send them where they ought to go ; 

 When to study I incline, 

 Let her aid be such as thine ; 

 Such as thine the charming power 

 In the vacant social hour. 

 Let her live to give delight, 

 Ever warm and ever bright ; 

 Let her deeds, whene'er she dies, 

 Mount as incense to the skies. 



Gentleman's Magazine. 



A BACHELOR'S SOLILOQUYc 



MY oldest pipe, my dearest girl, 



Alas ! which shall it be ? 

 For she has said that I must choose 



Betwixt herself and thee. 



Farewell, old pipe ; for many years 

 You've been my closest friend, 



And ever ready at my side 

 Thy solace sweet to lend. 



No more from out thy weedy bowl. 

 When fades the twilight's glow, 



Will visions fair and sweet arise 

 Or fragrant fancies flow. 



No more by flick'ring candlelight 

 Thy spirit I'll invoke. 



