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  • 13.
    A Worm Will Turn

    I love a man who'll smile and joke
    When with misfortune crowned;
    Who'll pun beneath a pauper's yoke,
    And as he breaks his daily toke,
    Conundrums gay propound.

    Just such a man was Bernaqrd Jupp
    He scoffed at Fortune's frown;
    He gaily drained his bitter cup -
    Though Fortune often threw him up,
    It never cast him down.

    Though years their share of sorrow bring,
    We know that far above
    All other griefs, are griefs that spring
    From some misfortune happening
    To those we really love.

    E'en sorrow for another's woe
    Our BERNARD failed to quell;
    Though by this special form of blow
    No person ever suffered so,
    Or bore his grief so well.

    His father, wealthy and well clad,
    And owning house and park,
    Lost every halfpenny he had,
    And then became (extremely sad!)
    A poor attorney's clerk.

    All sons it surely would appal,
    Except the passing meek,
    To see a father lose his all,
    And from an independence fall
    To one pound ten a week!

    But JUPP shook off this sorrow's weight,
    And, like a Christian son,
    Proved Poverty a happy fate -
    Proved Wealth to be a devil's bait,
    To lure poor sinners on.

    With other sorrows Bernard coped,
    For sorrows came in packs;
    His cousins with their housemaids sloped -
    His uncles forged - his aunts eloped -
    His sisters married blacks.

    But BERNARD, far from murmuring
    (Exemplar, friends, to us),
    Determined to his faith to cling, -
    He made the best of everything,
    And argued softly thus:

    "'Twere harsh my uncles' forging knack
    Too rudely to condemn -
    My aunts, repentant, may come back,
    And blacks are nothing like as black
    As people colour them!"

    Still Fate, with many a sorrow rife,
    Maintained relentless fight:
    His grandmamma next lost her life,
    Then died the mother of his wife,
    But still he seemed all right.

    His brother fond (the only link
    To life that bound him now)
    One morning, overcome by drink,
    He broke his leg (the right, I think)
    In some disgraceful row.

    But did my Bernard swear and curse?
    Oh no - to murmur loth,
    He only said, "Go, get a nurse:
    Be thankful that it isn't worse;
    You might have broken both!"

    But worms who watch without concern
    The cockchafer on thorns,
    Or beetles smashed, themselves will turn
    If, walking through the slippery fern,
    You tread upon their corns.

    One night as Bernard made his track
    Through Brompton home to bed,
    A footpad, with a vizor black,
    Took watch and purse, and dealt a crack
    On BERNARD'S saint-like head.

    It was too much - his spirit rose,
    He looked extremely cross.
    Men thought him steeled to mortal foes,
    But no - he bowed to countless blows,
    But kicked against this loss.

    He finally made up his mind
    Upon his friends to call;
    Subscription lists were largely signed,
    For men were really glad to find
    Him mortal, after all! read more »

  • 14.
    [His father carved umbrella handles...]

    His father carved umbrella handles, but when umbrella
    handles were made by machinery, there was only one
    man for whom his father could work.
    The pay was small, though it had once been a good trade. read more »

  • 15.

    Still serve me in my age, I pray,
    As in my youth, O faithful one;
    For years I've brushed thee every day-
    Could Socrates have better done? read more »

  • 16.
    Written at Lovere, October, 1736

    If age and sickness, poverty and pain,
    Should each assault me with alternate plagues,
    I know mankind is destin'd to complain,
    And I submit to torment and fatigues. read more »

  • 17.
    Chomei At Toyama

    Swirl sleeping in the waterfall!
    On motionless pools scum a... read more »

  • 18.
    IX. O Poverty! though from thy haggard eye...

    O POVERTY! though from thy haggard eye,
    Thy cheerless mein, of every charm bereft,
    Thy brow, that hope's last traces long have left, read more »

  • 19.
    On the Uses of Adversity

    "Nam nihil est, quod non mortalibus afferat usum."

    --PETRONIUS read more »

  • 20.
    I play at Riches—to appease


    I play at Riches—to appease
    The Clamoring for Gold— read more »

  • 21.
    Compensation Pete

    He used to say: There ain't a doubt
    Misfortune is a bitter pill,
    But if you only pry it out
    You'll find there's good in every ill. read more »

  • 22.

    As in the house I sate,
    Alone and desolate,
    No creature but the fire and I,
    The chimney and the stool, I lift mine eye read more »

  • 23.
    The Miseries of Man

    1 In that so temperate Soil Arcadia nam'd,
    1 For fertile Pasturage by Poets fam'd;
    2 Stands a steep Hill, whose lofty jetting Crown,
    3 Casts o'er the neighbouring Plains, a seeming Frown; read more »

  • 24.

    I hate this grinding poverty—
    To toil, and pinch, and borrow,
    And be for ever haunted by
    The spectre of to-morrow. read more »

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  2. Welcome to The City of Poverty, jackie compton
  3. Problem Of Today's Era, maharshi trivedi
  4. A Bucket full of Slang, Aftab Alam
  5. Nature Knows The Poor, Omaru Seinu Abdulgafar
  6. Never try to justify the poverty, Aftab Alam
  7. The flag of victory, Aftab Alam
  8. And what is poverty, gajanan mishra
  9. Swing Notes and Anarchist (Poverty), C Jay Caputo
  10. Poverty In The 21st Century, Winston Harding
  11. the crowned hero, Farida Gulani
  12. Poverty, Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
  13. poverty is a gift, Mark Heathcote
  14. Poverty, Paola Degli Esposti
  15. Goodbye Poverty, ambitious blessing
  16. To Laugh At, MOHAMMAD SKATI
  17. Poverty Knock, Justin Reamer
  18. Humble Bumble Bee Beginnings, Shirley Morgan
  19. Poverty, Ajala Samuel Akindele
  20. Poverty And Due To Poverty, gajanan mishra
  21. Generous Poverty, Suu Casey Young
  22. Poverty, Pragya Bajpai
  23. Unrest, hasmukh amathalal
  25. Forgotten In The The Sea Of Life, MOHAMMAD SKATI
  26. Poverty, Sophia Engel
  27. Poverty, Harshit Agrawal
  28. The curse of poverty, ramesh rai
  29. Poverty, SEGUN RASAKI
  30. Heaven and Hell both are here, Somanathan Iyer
  31. I hate poverty, Asif Andalib
  32. Ode to Poverty, john tiong chunghoo
  33. O' Murderous Poverty, LIGHTCHEERFUL BRIGGS
  34. The Suicide Note, Asif Andalib
  35. Poverty, Sydney La Roche
  36. Passionate Poverty, john sensele
  37. Poem Of Poverty, Millosh Gjergj Nikolla
  38. Poverty Is A Curse., Saleem Tharani
  39. (Africa poems) I wallow alone in my pov.., BrokenHeartPheko Motaung
  40. THE POVERTY, hortensia handy
  41. Poverty, gajanan mishra
  42. Bills To Pay And The Money Lenders, veeraiyah subbulakshmi
  43. April, March! Soldiers Search for HUNGER.., Harindhar Reddy
  44. Rousseau Goes Zen, M Barton
  45. Wings, Mary Jesusa Villegas
  46. April, March! Soldiers Search for HUNGER.., Harindhar Reddy
  47. MAMPI: A GIRL OF 11, Pranab K. Chakraborty
  48. The Shadow Inside My Shadow, Eric Cockrell
  49. Poem Of Our Souls', Senator alufalism
  50. Spectators Of Poverty, Mojalefa Owami Mogakane
  51. Poverty, Mallory Martin
  52. 21st century cries., salma. torrez
  53. Poem Of Poverty, Migjeni
  54. Song, Poverty Parts Good Company, Joanna Baillie
  55. Blaqpearl, Yolanda Mbatha
  56. Poverty, Ricky Baker
  58. Poverty, Nicki Faith
  59. WHEN DOES POVERTY GET POOR, terrence beckford
  60. Life's reaction; My action, Adedolapo Olisa
  61. Sympathies dry, Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
  62. 35, RIC S. BASTASA
  63. about the cause and the effect, RIC S. BASTASA
  64. romancing the poverty of other people, RIC S. BASTASA
  65. The problematic child, Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
  66. Poverty, Meera Meenakshi Sundharam
  68. Poverty Doesn’t Laugh, Mehreen Mujeeb
  69. Hope bleeds gradually, Adrian Wait
  70. Poverty, George Sicillia
  71. Help For The Poor, Joyce Hemsley
  72. Poverty-II, Palas Kumar Ray
  73. Poverty-I, Palas Kumar Ray
  74. The Laborer, Sadiqullah Khan
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