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The sea wort floating on the waves or rolled up high along the shore	A
Ye counted useless and vile heaping on it names of contempt	B
Yet hath it gloriously triumphed and man been humbled in his ignorance	C
For health is in the fresliness of its savour and it cumbereth the beach with wealth	D
Comforting the tossings of pain with its violet tinctured essence	C
And by its humbler ashes enriching many proud	E
Be this then a lesson to thy soul that thou reckon nothing wortliless	C
Because thou heedest not its use nor knowest the virtues thereof	F
And herein as thou walkest by the sea shall weeds be a type and an earnest	G
Of the stored and uncounted riches lying hid in all creatures of God	H
There be flowers making glad the desert and roots fattening the soil	I
And jewels in the secret deep scattered amongst groves of coral	J
And comforts to crown all wishes and aids unto every need	K
Influences yet unthought and virtues and many inventions	C
And uses above and around which man hath not yet regarded	L
Not long to charm away disease hath the crocus yielded up its bulb	M
Nor the willow lent its bark nor the nightshade its vanquished poison	N
Not long hath the twisted leaf the fragrant gift of China	O
Nor that nutritious root the boon of far Peru	P
Nor the many coloured dahlia nor the gorgeous flaunting cactus	C
Nor the multitude of fruits and flowers ministered to Life and luxury	Q
Even so there be virtues yet unknown in the wasted foliage of the elm	R
In the sun dried harebell of the downs and the hyacinth drinking in the meadow	S
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In the sycamore's winged fruit and the facet cut cones of the cedar	T
And the pansy and bright geranium live not alone for beauty	Q
Nor the waxen flower of the arbute though it dieth in a day	U
Nor the sculptured crest of the fir unseen but by the stars	C
And the meanest weed of the garden serveth unto many uses	C
The salt tamarisk and juicy flag the freckled orchis and the daisy	Q
The world may laugh at famine when forest trees yield bread	V
When acorns give out fragrant drink and the sap of the linden is as fatness	Q
For every green herb from the lotus to the darnel	J
Is rich with delicate aids to help incurious man	W
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Still Mind is up and stirring and pryeth in the corners of contrivance	Q
Often from the dark recesses picking out bright seeds of truth	X
Knowledge hath clipped the lightning's wings and mewed it up for a purpose	Q
Training to some domestic task the fieiy bird of heaven	N
Tamed is the spirit of the storm to slave in all peaceful arts	Q
To walk with husbandry and science to stand in the vanguard against death	Y
And the chemist balanceth his elements with more than magic skill	Z
Commanding stones that they be bread and draining sweetness out of wormwood	A2
Yet man heedless of a God countethup vain reckonings	Q
Fearing to be jostled and starved out by the too prolific increase of his kind	B2
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And asketh in unbelieving dread for how few years to come	C2
Will the black cellars of the world yield unto him fuel for his winter	T
Might not the wide waste sea be pent within narrower bounds	Q
Might not the arm of diligence make the tangled wilderness a garden	N
And for aught thou canst tell there may be a thousand methods	Q
Of comforting thy limbs in warmth though thou kindle not a spark	D2
Fear not son of man for thyself nor thy seed with a multitude is plenty	Q
God's blessing giveth increase and with it larger than enough	E2
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Search out the wisdom of nature there is depth in all her doings	Q
She seemeth prodigal of power yet her rules are the maxims of frugality	Q
The plant refresheth the air and the earth filtereth the water	T
And dews are sucked into the cloud dropping fatness on the world	F2
She hath on a miglity scale a general use for all things	Q
Yet hath she specially for each its microscopic purpose	Q
There is use in the prisoned air that swelleth the pods of the laburnum	C2
Design in the venomed thorns that sentinel the leaves of the nettle	J
A final cause for the aromatic gum that congealeth the moss around a rose	Q
A reason for each blade of grass that reareth its small spire	G2
How knoweth discontented man what a train of ills might follow	S
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If the lowest menial of nature knew not her secret office	Q
If the thistle never sprang up to mock the loose husbandry of indolence	Q
Or the pestilence never swept away an unknown curse from among men	H2
Would ye crush the buzzing myriads that float on the breath of evening	I2
Would ye trample the creatures of God that people the rotting fruit	J2
Would ye suffer no mildew forest to stain the unhealthy wall	K2
Nor a noisome savour to exhale from the pool that breedeth disease	Q
Pain is useful unto man for it teacheth him to guard his life	L2
And the fetid vapours of the fen warn him to fly from danger	T
And the meditative mind looking on winneth good food for its hunger	T
Seeing the wholesome root bring forth a poisonous berry	Q
For otherwhile falleth it out that truth driven to extremities	Q
Yieldeth bitter folly as the spoilt fruit of wisdom	C2
O blinded is thine eye if it see not just aptitude in all things	Q
O frozen is thy heart if it glow not with gratitude for all things	Q
In the perfect circle of creation not an atom could be spared	M2
From earth's magnetic zone to the bindweed round a hawthorn	N2
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The sage and the beetle at his feet hath each a ministration to perfonn	N2
The briar and the palm have the wages of life rendering secret service	Q
Neither is it thus alone with the definite existences of matter	T
But motion and sound circumstance and quality yea all things have their office	Q
The zephyr playing with an aspen leaf the earthquake that rendeth a continent	O2
The moon beam silvering a ruined arch the desert wave dashing up a pyramid	P2
The thunder of jarring icebergs the stops of a shepherd's pipe	Q2
The howl of the tiger in the glen and the wood dove calling to her mate	R2
The vulture's cruel rage the grace of the stately swan	N2
The fierceness looking from the lynx's eye and the dull stupor of the sloth	S2
To these and to all is there added each its use though man considereth it lightly	Q
For Power hath ordained nothing which Economy saw not needful	J
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All things being are in concord with the ubiqmty of God	H
Neither is there one thing overmuch nor freed from honourable servitude	T2
Were there not a need be of wisdom nothing would be as it is	Q
For essence without necessity argueth a moral weakness	Q
We look through a glass darkly we catch but glimpses of truth	X
But doubtless the sailing of a cloud hath Providence to its pilot	U2
Doubtless the root of an oak is gnarled for a special purpose	Q
The foreknown station of a rush is as fixed as the station of a king	I2
And chaff from the hand of the winnower steered as the stars in their courses	Q
Man liveth only in himself but the Lord liveth in all things	Q
And his pervading unity quickeneth the whole creation	N2
Man doeth one thing at once nor can he think two thoughts together	T
But God compasseth all things mantling the globe like air	V2
And we render homage to his wisdom seeing use in all his creatures	Q
For perchance the universe would die were not all things as they are	W2
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Transcribed from Proverbial Philosophy by Mick Puttock August Spelling punctuation and grammer left mostly unchanged from the th edition	N2

Martin Farquhar Tupper

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