TOBACCO LEAVES 



Shows thy decay all flesh is hay. 

 Thus thinke, then drinke Tobacco. 



The pipe that is so lily-white 

 Shows thee to be a mortal wight, 

 And even such, gone with a touch. 

 Thus thinke, then drinke Tobacco. 



And when the smoke ascends on high, 

 Thinke thou beholdst the vanity 

 Of worldly stuffe, gone with a puffe. 

 Thus thinke, then drinke Tobacco. 



And when the Pipe grows foul within, 

 Thinke on thy soul defiled with sin, 

 And then the fire, it doth require. 

 Thus thinke, then drinke Tobacco. 



The ashes that are left behind, 

 May serve to put thee still in mind, 

 That unto dust, return thou must, 

 Thus thinke, then drinke Tobacco." 



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