To him perfected wisdom show,
The schooner glides across the bar,
And beer for him shall freely flow,
A pipe with genial warmth shall glow;
To which he turns in direst need,
To seek in smoke surcease of woe:—
A slave is each man to the weed.
Envoi.
Smokers! who doubt or con or pro,
And ye who dare to drink, take heed!