Martin Farquhar Tupper
Martin Farquhar Tupper (July 17, 1810 in London - November 1889 in Albury, Surrey) was an English writer, and poet, and the author of Proverbial Philosophy.
He was the eldest son of Dr. Martin Tupper (1780 - 1844), a medical man highly esteemed in his day who came from an old Guernsey family, by his wife Ellin Devis Marris (d. 1847), only child of Robert Marris (1749 - 1827), a ... more »
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Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems
Laura (From Petrarch)
My Laura, my love, I behold in thine eyes Twin daystars that Mercy has given, To teach me on earth to be happy and wise
In Praise Of French Cuisine
'Now Muse, you must versify your very best, To sing how they ransack the East and the West, To tell how they plunder the North and the South
A Maxim Of Peace
Never have regrets, brother, But for sake of sin; The treacherous heart within All too soon forgets, brother,
England's heart! Oh never fear The sturdy good old stock; Nothing's false or hollow here,
Mine own stout heart! You and I must never part, But bravely get on together,-- Through calm and strife,
The Bride's Veil - (Psalm XLV. 15).
Raiment of needle-work,-- that is the dress For the bride of The Lord our righteousness; Delicate lace on a vesture of gold,
The Workman's Wife: (A Ballad, By Reques...
O true British goodwife, a word in your ear To help your home-comfort and gladden its cheer,
A Morning Hymn
Once again my spirit waits At a morrow's golden gates, As in resurrection there With the frankincense of prayer:
A Text For Discontent
Honest fellow, sore beset, Vext by troubles quick and keen, Thankfully consider yet 'How much worse it might have been:'
Look, like a village queen of May, the stream Dances her best before the holiday sun, And still with musical laugh goes tripping on
Mercy To Animals
O boys and men of British mould, With mother's milk within you A simple word for young and old,
A Dozen Ballads About White Slavery. Son...
They tell of horrors on another shore, Injustice, thraldom, chains and goads and whips, And human-nature smothered to the lips
Thou hast been just, glad Mother of great Sons- To such high memories generous and just; For everywhere the consecrated dust
Farewell To England (A Ballad For The Em...
England, farewell! - not lightly, nor gladly, Now, at the last, do I bid thee farewell! Hope may be smiling, but Memory sadly
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Laura (From Petrarch)
My Laura, my love, I behold in thine eyes
Twin daystars that Mercy has given,
To teach me on earth to be happy and wise
And guide me triumphant to heaven.
Their lessons of love thro' a lifetime have taught
My bosom the pureness of thine,
They have roused me to virtue, exalted my thought,
And nerved me for glory divine:
They have shed on my heart a delightful repose,
All else it hath barr'd from its portal,
So deeply the stream of my happiness flows,
I know that my soul is immortal.