And give, with each conveying breeze,
Life to the "weed," and herbs, and trees,
Which turn again to smoke.
All nations smoke! Havana's pother
Smokes friendly with its Broseley brother:
The world's one end puffs to the other,
In amicable smoke.
When plague and pestilence go forth,
And to diseases dire give birth,
Which walk in darkness through the earth,