TOBACCO LEAVES 



What wonder if it stills my care 



To quit the present for the past ; 

 And summon back the things that were, 



Which only thus in vapour last? 

 What wonder if I envy not 



The rich, the giddy, and the proud, 

 Contented in this quiet spot 



To blow my after-dinner cloud? 



Fun. 



To THE VIRGINIAN LEAF 



THOTJ grateful leaf, soul-soothing friend, 

 While to my brain thy fumes ascend, 

 Do thou thy inspiration lend, 



That I may sing 

 What splendid thinkings have been penned, 



Borne on thy wing. 

 The noble Raleigh, who first bore 

 The kindly opiate to our shore, 

 Through thee loved dearly to explore 



The realms of thought; 

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