And see in smoke a friendly foe:—
L slave is each man to the weed.
Brander Matthews.
From Mr. Gleeson White’s collection of Ballades and Rondeaus. London, Walter Scott, 1887.
In a Cloud of Smoke.
A Rondel.
In a cloud of smoke when the lights are low
I half forget that I’m nearly “broke,”
And my cares and my sorrows they seem to go