“Perhaps no writer has attracted a greater degree of public attention, or received a larger share of public praise, during the last few years, than Martin F. Tupper,—a man of whom England may well be proud, and whose name will eventually be one of the very noblest on the scroll of fame.”—American Courier.
“Everybody knows the ‘Proverbial Philosophy’ of Martin Tupper; a million and a half of copies—so, publishers say—have been sold in America.”—New York World.
“Full of genius, rich in thought, admirable in its religious tone and beautiful language.”—Cincinnati Atlas.
“‘Apples of gold set in pictures of silver’ is the most apposite apophthegm we can apply to the entire work. We have rarely met a volume so grateful to the taste in all its parts, so rich in its simplicity, so unique in its arrangements, and so perfect in all that constitutes the perfection of style, as the volume before us. It must live like immortal seed, to produce a continual harvest of profitable reflection.”—(Philadelphian) Episcopal Recorder.
“No one can glance at this work without perceiving that it is produced by the inspiration of genius. It is full of glorious thoughts, each of which might be expanded into a treatise.”—Albany Atlas.
“We cannot express the intense interest and delight with which we have perused ‘Proverbial Philosophy.’”—Oberlin’s Evangelist.
“The ‘Proverbial Philosophy’ has struck with almost miraculous force and effect upon the minds and hearts of a large class of American readers, and has at once rendered its author’s name and character famous and familiar in our country. It abounds in gems and apt allusions, which display without an effort the deep practical views and the aesthetical culture of the author.”—Southern Literary Messenger.
Let all this suffice for America: a few from this side of the Atlantic may be added:—
“Were we to say all we think of the nobleness of the thoughts, of the beauty and virtuousness of the sentiments contained in this volume, we should be constrained to write a lengthened eulogium on it.”—Morning Post.
“Martin Farquhar Tupper has won for himself the vacant throne waiting for him amidst the immortals, and after a long and glorious term of popularity among those who know when their hearts are touched, without being able to justify their taste to their intellect, has been adopted by the suffrage of mankind and the final decree of publishers into the same rank with Wordsworth, Tennyson, and Browning.”—Spectator.


