"Soldier tired," put off thy shako;
Prepare to fire, and burn tobacco.
Workman, prize thine honest labor;
Burn thy weed, and love thy neighbor!
Evil-doers, when ye burn
The weed; think how soon 'twill be your turn.
Artist, let thy "coloring" be
Of a pipe; thy "drawing," free!
Miser, moderate thy greed!
Mend thy life, and take a weed.
Lawyer, loose thy bitter gripe!
Burn thy writ—to light a pipe.
Statesman, harassed night and day,
Blow a cloud; puff care away!
Hardy tiller of the soil!
Light a pipe; 'twill lighten toil.
Usurer, we surely know
Thou wilt have thy quid pro quo.
Merchant, smoke thy pipe; hang care!
Draughts are always honored there.