TOBACCO LEAVES 



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Against all harm 

 Thou hast a charm 



For heart of peasant, king, or vagrant; 

 There is a balm 

 A cheerful calm 



Within thy cooling breath so fragrant. 

 Within my dreams 

 Thou art, meseems, 



Love's philter, drawn from poppy's chal- 

 ice, 



Which, cigarette, 

 Makes me forget 

 This cold old world and, with it Alice. 



m. 



Forgettest thou, 

 In days ere now, 



When she and thee and I, a-dreaming, 

 Lulled by thy spell, 

 In Love's pow'r fell, 

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