My Life as an Author
I have often been asked to prepare an autobiography, but my objections to the task have ever been many and various. To one urgent appeal I sent this sonnet of refusal, which explains itself:—
You bid me write the story of my life, And draw what secrets in my memory dwell From the dried fountains of her failing well, With commonplaces mixt of peace and strife, And such small facts, with good or evil rife, As happen to us all: I have no tale Of thrilling force or enterprise to tell,— Nothing the blood to fire, the cheek to pale: My life is in my books: the record there, A truthful photograph, is all I choose To give the world of self; nor will excuse Mine own or others' failures: glad to spare From blame of mine, or praise, both friends and foes, Leaving unwritten what God only knows.
In fact I always rejected the proposal (warned by recent volumes of pestilential reminiscences) and would none of it; not only from its apparent vainglory as to the inevitable extenuation of one's own faults and failures in life, and the equally certain amplification of self-registered virtues and successes,—but even still more from the mischief it might occasion from a petty record of commonplace troubles and trials, due to the changes and chances of this mortal life, to the casual mention or omission of friends or foes, to the influence of circumstances and surroundings, and to other revelations—whether pleasant or the reverse—of matters merely personal, and therefore more of a private than a public character.
Indeed, so disquieted was I at the possible prospect of any one getting hold of a mass of manuscript in old days diligently compiled by myself from year to year in several small diaries, that I have long ago ruthlessly made a holocaust of the heap of such written self-memories, fearing their posthumous publication; and in this connection let me now add my express protest against the printing hereafter of any of my innumerable private letters to friends, or other MSS., unless they are strictly and merely of a literary nature.
Martin Farquhar Tupper
Martin Tupper's Autobiography
MY LIFE
AS AN AUTHOR
PRELIMINARY.
INFANCY AND SCHOOLDAYS.
YOUNG AUTHORSHIP IN VERSE AND PROSE.
COLLEGE DAYS.
ORDERS: AND LINCOLN'S INN.
STAMMERING AND CHESS.
PRIZE POEMS, ETC.
SUNDRY PROVIDENCES.
YET MORE ESCAPES.
FADS AND FANCIES.
"SACRA POESIS" AND "GERALDINE."
PROVERBIAL PHILOSOPHY.
A MODERN PYRAMID.
AN AUTHOR'S MIND: PROBABILITIES.
Probabilities.
THE CROCK OF GOLD, ETC.
ÆSOP SMITH.
STEPHAN LANGTON—ALFRED.
King Alfred's own Poems.
SHAKESPEARE COMMEMORATION.
TRANSLATIONS AND PAMPHLETS.
Sundry Pamphlets.
PATERFAMILIAS, GUERNSEY, MONA.
Guernsey.
Isle of Man.
NEVER GIVE UP, AND SOME OTHER BALLADS.
PROTESTANT BALLADS.
PLAYS.
ANTIQUARIANA.
HONOURS—INVENTIONS.
Inventions.
COURTLY AND MUSICAL.
F.R.S.
PERSONATION.
HOSPITALITIES—FARNHAM, ETC.
Parham.
Other Visits.
SOCIAL AND RURAL.
AMERICAN BALLADS.
AMERICAN VISITS.
SECOND AMERICAN VISIT.
ENGLISH AND SCOTCH READINGS.
Miscellaneous Poems.
ELECTRICS.
THE RIFLE: A PATRIOTIC PROPHECY.
AUTOGRAPHS AND ADVERTISEMENTS.
As to Advertising.
KINDNESS TO ANIMALS.
ORKNEY AND SHETLAND.
LITERARY FRIENDS.
A Dining-out Anecdote.
A Mormon Guest.
A FEW OLDER FRIENDSHIPS.
POLITICAL.
A CURE FOR IRELAND.
SOME SPIRITUALISTIC REMINISCENCES.
FICKLE FORTUNE.
DE BEAUVOIR CHANCERY SUIT: AND BELGRAVIA.
A Lost Chance in Belgravia.
FLYING.
Extract from Proverbial Philosophy (Series iv. p. 375).
LUTHER.
FINAL.
THE END.
Transcriber's Notes