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SONNETS: 2. TO MY PIPE, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: A golden service, most loveworthy yoke
Last Line: To dull old griefs and ease harassing thought.
Alternate Author Name(s): Stevenson, Robert Lewis Balfour
Subject(s): Smoking; Tobacco; Pipes; Cigars; Cigarettes

A GOLDEN service, most loveworthy yoke,
Thou, O my pipe, imposest, when thy bowl
Alternate dusks and quickens like a coal
At every inhalation of sweet smoke.
Thou, thrifty farmer of the mind o'erbraced,
Dost clear a stage for fancy's puppet folk,
And giv'st rich fallow seasons to the soul,
Moods soft as sleep that me could wake to taste.
Therefore to thee the incense do I pour
Of one white volley, that around my head
Weaves fragrant circlets ere it spreads to nought:
This service do I pay thee, thus adore
The healing power in thy soft office shed
To dull old griefs and ease harassing thought.

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