THOUGHTS WHILE SMOKING.
13Y lI.MIT7.RY COI.ERIDGE. Il' truth had been a vapour still aspiring From passive matter’s self-consuming brands, A smoky something, while we stand admiring, Hut nothing when you l ake it in your hands ; Then would 1 bid you puff the truth away, And watch it thinning from your pipe of clay. If truth he that poor relic, fancy’s cinder, That, when youth, friendship, love, and all are fled, Remains and stinks, contradict old Pindar, And all that promised glory to the dead; Then happy he, the comrade of his youth, That fades from earth, before he strikes to truth. Rut if truth be the substance of all duty, The meaning of all serious things on earth, The good of good, the beautiful of beauty, Then seek it ever by the friendly hearth, Where each true man may say unto his brother, One thing is true, at least, we love each other.
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New Zealand Colonist and Port Nicholson Advertiser, Volume I, Issue 20, 7 October 1842, Page 4
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154THOUGHTS WHILE SMOKING. New Zealand Colonist and Port Nicholson Advertiser, Volume I, Issue 20, 7 October 1842, Page 4
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