For Thy Sake, Tobacco, I

As Half In Shade And Half In Sun This World Along Its Path Advances, May That Side The Sun 's Upon Be All That E'er Shall Meet Thy Glances!

Asparagus Inspires Gentle Thoughts.

(the Pig) Hath A Fair Sepulchre In The Grateful Stomach Of The Judicious Epicure - And For Such A Tomb Might Be Content To Die.

I Am In Love With The Green Earth.

Our Spirits Grow Gray Before Our Hairs.