Isaac Hawkins Browne, A Pipe of Tobacco — Imitation I: A New-Year's Ode (1736)
“ Sing, ye Muses, Tobacco, the Blessing of Peace; Was ever a Nation so blessed as this! Air When Summer Suns grow red with Heat Tobacco tempers Phoebus' Ire; When Wintry Storms around us beat, Tobacco chears with gentle Fire. ”
