The the confessions of a smoker [sic] / by an Octogenarian.

  • Octogenarian.
Date:
[Between 1860 and 1869?]
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Licence: Public Domain Mark

Credit: The the confessions of a smoker [sic] / by an Octogenarian. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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    jStttnke Ifctft! SHE Confessions of By an Octogenarian. In days of yore, when I was young, I would no sage advice invoke ; All wise restraints away I flung, And spurned to wear a single yoke. ?Twas then my best resolves were wrung From me, by clouds of curling smoke. I wooed it with a boyish smile, It made me think myself a man; ’Twas just a freak to last awhile, And lay aside like any sham; But ere my years had reached their prime, It held me as a giant can. I sucked and whiffed, and puffed and spat, Resolved the nauseous thing to brave ; With woundrous skill I did all that. And well I worked the new-made-crave, Nor cared I to be called a “ flat,” A “mimic,” a “ poor silly slave.” Mo. 29. a •rnaktr.