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 804 TOBACCO TOBACCO

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = The Indian weed, withered quite, Green at noon, cut down at night, Shows thy decay. All flesh is hay. Thus think, then drink tobacco. And when the smoke ascends on high, Then thou behold'st vanity Of worldly stuff, Gone at a puff. Thus think, then drink tobacco. Attributed to Eesktne—Gospel Sonnets. Meditations on Tobacco. Pt. I. Printed in a Collection Two Broadsides against Tobacco. (1672) Erskine claimed only Pt. II. Pt. I. is from an old poem. | seealso = (See also {{sc|Scott, G. W.) | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Tobacco | page = 804 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = 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 others' 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. Fatrholt—J. Payne Collier's MS. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Tobacco | page = 804 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = With pipe and book at close of day, Oh, what is sweeter? mortal say. It matters not what book on knee, Old Isaak or the Odyssey, It matters not meerschaum or clay. Richard Le Galltenne. In Volumes in Folio. See Cope's Smoker's Garland. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Tobacco | page = 804 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Tobacco is a traveler. Come from the Indies hither; It passed sea and land Ere it came to my hand, And 'scaped the wind and weather. Tobacco's a musician, And in a pipe delighteth; It descends in a close, Through the organ of the nose, With a relish that inviteth. Barten Holiday—Texnotamia. (1630) | topic = Tobacco | page = 804 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Some sigh for this and that; My wishes don't go far; The world may wag at will, So I have my cigar. Hood—The Cigar. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Tobacco | page = 804 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Neither do thou lust after that tawney weed tobacco. Ben Jonson—Bartholomew Fair. Act II. Sc.6. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Tobacco | page = 804 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Ods me I marie what pleasure or felicity they have in taking their roguish tobacco. It is good for nothing but to choke a man, and fill him full of smoke and embers. Ben Jonson—Every Man in His Humour. Act III. Sc. 2. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Tobacco | page = 804 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = And a woman is only a woman, but a good cigar is a smoke. Kipling—The Betrothed. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Tobacco | page = 804 }}