The Cynic of the Woods

Arthur Patchett Martin 1851 (Woolwich, Kent) – 1902 (Tenerife)



Come I from busy haunts of men,   
With nature to commune,   
Which you, it seems, observe, and then   
Laugh out, like some buffoon.   
  
You cease, and through the forest drear           
I pace, with sense of awe;   
When once again upon my ear   
Breaks in your harsh guffaw.   
  
I look aloft to yonder place,   
Where placidly you sit,           
And tell you to your very face,   
I do not like your wit.   
  
I’m in no mood for blatant jest,   
I hate your mocking song,   
My weary soul demands the rest           
Denied to it so long.   
  
Besides, there passes through my brain   
The poet’s love of fame—   
Why should not an Australian strain   
Immortalize my name?           
  
And so I pace the forest drear,   
Filled with a sense of awe,   
When louder still upon my ear   
Breaks in your harsh guffaw.   
  
Yet truly, Jackass, it may be,           
My words are all unjust:   
You laugh at what you hear and see,   
And laugh because you must.   
  
You’ve seen Man civilized and rude,   
Of varying race and creed,           
The black-skinned savage almost nude,   
The Englishman in tweed.   
  
And here the lubra oft has strayed,   
To rest beneath the boughs,   
Where now, perchance, some fair-haired maid           
May hear her lover’s vows;   
  
While you from yonder lofty height   
Have studied human ways,   
And, with a satirist’s delight,   
Dissected hidden traits.           
  
Laugh on, laugh on! Your rapturous shout   
Again on me intrudes;   
But I have found your secret out,   
O cynic of the woods!   
  
Well! I confess, grim mocking elf,           
Howe’er I rhapsodize,   
That I am more in love with self   
Than with the earth or skies.   
  
So I will lay the epic by,   
That I had just begun:           
Why should I scribble? Let me lie   
And bask here in the sun.   
  
And let me own, were I endowed   
With your fine humorous sense,   
I, too, should laugh—ay, quite as loud,         
At all Man’s vain pretence.

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Submitted on May 13, 2011

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Scheme abab cdcE fgfg hihi jkjk cdcE lmlm nono pqpq rxrx sxsx tutu vwvw xxxf
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
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Words 319
Stanzas 14
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4

Arthur Patchett Martin

Arthur Patchett Martin, was an Australian writer and literary critic. Martin was born in Woolwich, Kent, England, the son of George Martin and his wife Eleanor, née Hill. The family migrated to Australia in 1852, arriving in Melbourne that Christmas. Martin was educated at St Mark's School, Fitzroy and later matriculated at the University of Melbourne in February 1868. Martin worked in the post office from 1865 to 1883; however he was also a casual writer in this period. Having established the Melbourne Review with Henry Gyles Turner in 1876, Martin edited the publication for six years. Martin was a member of the Eclectic Association, fellow members included Theodore Fink, Arthur Topp, Alfred Deakin and David Mickle. In 1883 Martin moved to London amid controversy in a divorce case; he became a journalist and wrote regularly for the Pall Mall Gazette. Martin was the satirist of the 'Australasian Group' - who regarded themselves as exiles - but retained an interest in Australian literature and other affairs. One of Martin's most solid achievements was the publication of a work entitled "Australia and the Empire", specially dedicated to the First Lord of the Treasury, Mr. Balfour. The opening essay in this work, entitled "Robert Lowe in Sydney," formed the nucleus of the undertaking on which Martin later worked on—the complete political biography of Lord Sherbrooke. Among other literary efforts in London may be mentioned "Oak-bough and Wattle-blossom," the first of those collective stories by "Australians in England" of which there are now quite a series. "Over-the-Sea Stories for the Children of Two Worlds" a profusely illustrated gift-book, is also a collection by Martin. Martin married a widow, Harriette Anne Bullen (daughter of Dr John Moore Cookesley) on 11 January 1886 in London. Together they wrote verse and organised the publications of expatriate Australians in various periodicals. Martin's health deteriorated and he moved to Tenerife, Canary Islands where he died on 15 February 1902. A sister, Letitia Hill Martin, who was also an accomplished writer, married the theatrical impresario Arthur Garner. more…

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