The New Home (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
Pent the wynds and closes narrow, Breathing pestilential air,Crush'd beneath oppression's harrow, Faint with famine, bow'd with care,—Gaunt Affliction's sons and daughters! Why ...
Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems on Home (25 Poems)
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 ...
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 ...
Country Life (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
I. Against.Think not thou that fields and flowers,Copses and Arcadian bowers, Grow the crop of Peace :—In this model life of ...
Farley Heath (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
Many a day have I wiled away Upon hopeful Farley Heath,In its antique soil digging for spoil Of possible treasure beneath;For celts, ...
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 ...
A Dozen Ballads About White Slavery. II. The Factory Slave (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
Pale, and shabby, and looking so ill, Hungry and cold and wet, On a winter's morning going to mill The factory-child I met:All ...
A Dozen Ballads About White Slavery. VII. The Servant-Of-All-Work (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
Drudgery all the day, Drudgery half the night,—Scolded about and worried away,Begrudged of sleep, and victuals and pay,And always in dread ...
Arm! The First Rifle Ballad, January, 1852 (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
Englishmen up! make ready your rifles! Who can tell now what a day may bring forth?Patch up all quarrels, and stick ...
Rise, Britannia! (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
Rise! ye gallant youth of Britain, Gather to your country's call,On your hearts her name is written, Rise to help her, one ...
The Complaint Of An Ancient Briton. (Disinterred By Archaeologists) (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
Two thousand years agone They heap'd my battle-grave,And each a tear and each a stone My mourning warriors gave;For I had borne ...
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 ...
The Last Time (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
Another year? another year! Who dare depend on other years?The judgment of this world is near, And all its children faint for ...
Man’s Cruelty To His Brother (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
I.Man's inhumanity to Man! Oh hideous tale to tell,—What cheek unblanch'd can calmly scan Those characters of hell?What pen, what poet, dares ...
A Dozen Ballads About White Slavery. VIII. The Coalpit Gnome (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
O cheerful Christmas hearth! Bright with the blazing coals,And echoing clear with children's mirth,Goodwill tow'rds men and peace upon earth, And blessing ...
The Workman’s Wife: (A Ballad, By Request, For ‘The British Workman’ Paper) (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
O true British goodwife, a word in your earTo help your home-comfort and gladden its cheer,That husband and children and ...
The Convict And The Pauper (A Ballad For Home Governors). (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
O give no more to flagrant Wrong The chances you refuse to Right,Nor let a boon to Vice belong Wherein the virtuous ...
New Zealand (A Song For The Antipodes) (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
Queen of the South! which the mighty Pacific Claims for its Britain in ages to be,Bright with fair visions and hopes ...
Aspire (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
Higher, higher, ever higher,--Let thy watchword be "Aspire!" Noble Christian youth;Whatsoe'er be God's behest,Try to do that duty best In strength of ...
Low Spirits (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
It is not Time,-- I joy to see My children growing up;It is not Sin,-- remorse for me Holds out no bitter ...
Epilogue. (Half-A-Dozen Ballads About Australia) (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
I.Friend, one last word before we part,—One kindly word from heart to heart:Where'er to distant climes you roam,To seek and ...
Rule, Britannia! (Adapted To These Times) (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
I.When Britain first, at Heaven's command, Arose to quell the pride of Rome,This was the spirit of the land Resounding from each ...
Our Kingdom (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
Hence, doubts of darkness! I am not mine own, But ransom'd by the King of that bright host; In Him my just ...
Guernsey (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
Guernsey! to me and in my partial eyes Thou art a holy and enchanted isle, Where I would linger long, and muse ...
The Old Nest (For Music) (Martin Farquhar Tupper Poems)
I never left the place that knew me, And may never know me more,Where the cords of kindness drew me, And have ...