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PG-P.736.035
2-7 Aug 1736:11,12,21 (400)
TOBACCO. In imitation of Mr. Pope.
Blest leaf, whose aromatick gales dispense,
To Templers modesty, to parsons sense;
(So raptur'd priests at fam'd Dodona's shrine,
Drink inspiration from the steam ivine.)
. . . [16 more lines, followed by:]
IN IMITATION OF DR. YOUNG.
Criticks avaunt! Tobacco is my theme;
Tremble like hornets at the blasting steam.
And you court insects, flutter not too near
Its light, nor buz within its scorching sphere.
. . . [18 more lines, followed by:]
IN IMITATION OF MR. PHILIPS.
Pretty tube, of might power,
Charmer of an idle hour;
Object of my hot desire,
Lips of wax, and eye of fire:
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IN IMITATION OF MR. THOMPSON.
O thou matur'd by glad Hesperian suns,
Tobacco! Fountain pure of limpid truth,
That looks the very soul,--whence pouring thought
Swarms all the mind; absorb'd is yellow care,
And at each puff, imagination burns;
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While I in clouded tabernacle shrin'd,
Burst forth all oracle and mystick song.
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