Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems on Fate & Destiny (26 Poems)

My Ode And Three Sonnets (As First Published On The Coronation Of Queen Victoria, June 28, 1838) (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)

I.All joy to thee, my country, and my pride!Be the glad muse my patriot lay to guide; Suggest the thought, and lead the strain, While, reaching at so grand a scope, The weal of Britain’s darling hope, Our monarch of the main,— With courtier phrase, … Continue reading →

Labour! (A Ballad For Artisans) (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)

Fair work for fair wages! — it’s all that we ask, An Englishman loves what is fair,We’ll never complain of the toil or the task, If livelihood comes with the care;Fair work for fair wages! — we hope nothing else Of the mill, … Continue reading →

The Sabbath. (A Ballad For The Labourer) (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)

Six days in the week do I toil for my bread, And surely should feel like a slave,Except for a Providence fix’d overhead That hallow’d the duties it gave;I work for my mother, my babes, and my wife, And starving and stern is … Continue reading →

Monsieur D’Alveron. An Incident, Founded On Fact (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)

Poor Monsieur d’Alveron! I well rememberThe day I visited his ruinous cot,And heard the story of his fallen fortunes.It was a fine May morning, and the flowersSpread their fair faces to the laughing sun,And look’d like small terrestrial stars, that … Continue reading →

Used Up (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)

Where shall be found the niche unfill’d,—A spot unclaim’d, a field untill’d?Who may secure a vacant spaceFairly to run and win the race?Or who can gain a name of worthFor any newer praise on earth,—Or hope to reach a lucky … Continue reading →

Rich And Poor (A Ballad For Union) (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)

O ladies, lords, and gentlemen, Attend to what I say,For well I wot you’ll like it when You listen to my lay;And labourers and weavers too, Come near, who ever can,I want the best of all of you, To build a Noble Man. The … Continue reading →

Post-Letters (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)

Lottery tickets every day,– And ever drawn a blank:Yet none the less we pant and pray For prizes in that bank:Morn by morn, and week by week, They cheat us, or amuse,Whilst on we fondly hope, and seek Some stirring daily news. The heedless … Continue reading →

Railway Times (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)

O rapid days, electric hours, Flashing with all that kindles life,–O shifting scene of suns and showers,– O melodrame of love and strife,–Such strring racing bouts as these Are all too full of strong effectsFor stale simplicity to please, Or equal what the world … Continue reading →

Farewell To England (A Ballad For The Emigrant) (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)

England, farewell! — not lightly, nor gladly, Now, at the last, do I bid thee farewell!Hope may be smiling, but Memory sadly Weeps for awhile in the penitent’s cell:Yet, O my country! I dare not regret thee; Providence calls me to come from … Continue reading →

Life-Work (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)

No man can die, till all his work is done: But who shall say, what work he had to do?—With some, the journey was but just begun, With some, the fight would seem not half fought through,And others drop just ere the … Continue reading →