The Kiplings and India: A Collection of Writings from British India, 1870-1900

Tobacco (Rudyard Kipling)

Notes

Sweet is the Rose's scent—Tobacco's smell
        Is sweeter—wherefore let me charge again.  
Old blackened meerschaum, I have loved thee well
        From youth, when smoke brought sickness in 
               its train. 
Foolish I was, Manillas I disdained, 
        And cigarettes to ​Burmahs did prefer,
And even spurned Havanna's fragrant joy;
        But now my mind is pained, 
In that my smoking days I did defer
         Nor knew this pleasure when I was a boy.  

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