POETRY OF SMOKE 

 A MILD CIGAE 



How sweet to me is the breath of the sea, 

 And the seaman's cheerful song! 



How soothing is sleep, on the mighty deep, 

 When the ship glides calmly along! 



But sweeter to me, and more soothing far, 



Is the fragrant breath of my mild cigar! 



In the dim twilight of an autumn night, 



A walk in the country lane, 

 When Nature fair wafts her censer there, 



Refreshes the soul again; 

 But all my peace and delight 'twould mar 

 To walk there minus a mild cigar ! 



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