Hope Poem by Martin Farquhar Tupper

I.
Hope is the Sailor
On every sea,-
Never a failer
Nor falterer he!
Tho' the waves rise up
Tho' the skies fall,
Hope ever flies up
High over all!

II.
Hope is the Soldier
In every zone,
Blyther and bolder
Never was known!
Tho' perils thicken
Till chaos begins,
Stout and unstricken
He fights till he wins!

III.
Hope is the Merchant
For every clime,-
Active and urgent
And outbidding Time!
Nations may founder,
Kingdoms be broke,-

His
credit's sounder
Than Britain's own oak!

IV.
Hope is the Brother
To the world's end,-
Never another
Half such a friend!
Spite of all sadness
Peril and pain,
Hope! be my gladness
Glory and gain!