SWEET SMOKING PIPE. (Anonymous)

SWEET SMOKING PIPE.

Sweet smoking pipe; bright glowing stove,
Companion still of my retreat,
Thou dost my gloomy thoughts remove,
And purge my brain with gentle heat.
Tobacco, charmer of my mind,
When, like the meteor’s transient gleam.

Thy substance gone to air I find,
I think, alas, my life’s the same!
What else but lighted dust am I?
Then shew’st me what my fate will be;
And when thy sinking ashes die,
I learn that I must end like thee.

http://www.pipelighters.net

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s


%d bloggers like this: