TOBACCO LEAVES 



Whate'er opinions they profess, 

 Whate'er their tenets, numberless, 



Orthodox or heretic, 

 Thy incense offer to the skies, 

 Thy glorious fumes from all arise, 



For thou art Catholic. 



None doubt thee, for thy religion's good, 

 For centuries thy fame hath stood, 



This is the test. 



It suits all men ; for, understand, 

 Each thinks his own peculiar brand 



" The very best." 



The strongest will their voices raise, 

 And lift on high their meed of praise 



To pungent Cavendish. 

 The languid swell, who hates exertion, 

 His off'ring tends to glorious Persian, 



Or dreamy Turkish. 



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