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C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.
Tobacco
Thou through such a mist dost show us,That our best friends do not know us.
Charles Lamb.
Pernicious weed; whose scent the fair annoys,Unfriendly to society’s chief joys,Thy worst effect is banishing for hoursThe sex whose presence civilizes ours.
Cowper.
The pipe with solemn interposing puff,Makes half a sentence at a time enough;The dozing sages drop the drowsy strain,Then pause, and puff—and speak, and pause again.
Cowper.
Tobacco, an outlandish weed,Doth in the land strange wonders breed;It taints the breath, the blood it dries,It burns the head, it blinds the eyes;It dries the lungs, scourgeth the lights,It ’numbs the soul, it dulls the sprites;It brings a man into a maze,And makes him sit for other’s gaze;It mars a man, it mars a purse,A lean one fat, a fat one worse;A white man black, a black man white,A night a day, a day a night;It turns the brain like cat in pan,And makes a Jack a gentleman.
Fairholt.
Thou in such a cloud dost bind us,That our worst foes cannot find us,And ill fortune, that would thwart us,Shoots at rovers, shooting at us;While each man, through thy height’ning steam,Does like a smoking Etna seem.
Charles Lamb.
