OBITUARY.

Taranaki Herald, Volume XXXVIII, Issue 8643, 2 December 1889, Page 3

OBITUARY.

DEATH OF MARTIN FARQUHAR TUPPER. |PKB PRRBB ASSOOtATION.I London, November 29. — Obituary: Martin Farquhar Tupper, aged 79 years. Martin Farquhar Tupper, poet and writer, was born in Lqndon in 1810. After studying at the Charterhouse and Christ Church, Oxford, he entered upon the study of law. In 1829 ho produced the wellknown work entitled " Proverbial Philosophy," which passod through upwards of j thirty editions. His subsequent works were, " A Crook of Gold," " A Modern Pyramid," " Ballads for tho Times on White Slavery," " American Ballads," " Paterfamilias' Diary for Everybody's Tour," a translation of " The Poems of King Alfred," from the Anglo Saxon," &c. The "Proverbial Philosophy was attacked by English critics, but it had an almost unparalleled sale. Some of his other works are "Hymns for all Nations, in Thirty ( Languages,"' " Rides and Reveries of Mr -ffisop Smith," "A Creed and Hymns," 1870; and " Washington; a drama," 1877. The deceasod descended from an ancient German and Guernsey family. He was associated with the promoters of the Canterbury Settlement, and on the departure of the vessels for Lyttelton, wrote a poem, of which the following is a copy: — Queen of tho South ! with the mighty Pacific, Claims for its Britain in ages to be, Bright with fair visions and hopes beatific, Glorious and happy thy future I see ! Thither the children of England are thronging, There for true riches securely to search ; Not for thy gold, California, longing, But for sweet Home, with enough, and a Church 1 There, a soft chime, and a soil ever teeming, Summer's December, and winter's July, With the bright Southern Cross in the firmament gleaming, The Dove, and the Crown, and the Altar on high. There, the broad prairies with forest and river, There the safe harbours are bidding men search, For thy blest blessings, O Heavenly Giver! Home, with enough, and an Englishman's Church. Yes , for Britannia, the Mother of Nations, Sends out her children as teeming old Greece, Good men and great men to stand in their station, Merchants of plenty and Heralds of Peace, Stout Anglo-Saxons ! Port Victory calls you; Take the glad omen, and speedily search, Where you shall gather, whatever befalls Truest of treasures a Home and a Church ! Fifty years hence — look forward and see it, Realm of New Zealand, what then shall thou be ? If the world lives, at The Father's "so be it." All shall be greatness and glory with thee ! Even should Britain's decay be downwritten In the dread doom-book that no man may search, Still, shall an Oxford, a London, a Britain, Gladden the South with a Home and a Church.