Sixth Sunday After Epiphany (John Keble Poems)
There are, who darkling and alone, Would wish the weary night were gone, Though dawning morn should only show The secret of their ...
John Keble Poems on Heaven (65 Poems)
St. Matthew (John Keble Poems)
Ye hermits blest, ye holy maids, The nearest Heaven on earth, Who talk with God in shadowy glades, Free from rude care and ...
Sunday Next Before Advent (John Keble Poems)
Will God indeed with fragments bear, Snatched late from the decaying year? Or can the Saviour's blood endear The dregs of a polluted ...
Fourth Sunday After Easter (John Keble Poems)
My Saviour, can it ever beThat I should gain by losing Thee?The watchful mother tarries nigh,Though sleep have closed her ...
Third Sunday After Epiphany (John Keble Poems)
I marked a rainbow in the north, What time the wild autumnal sun From his dark veil at noon looked forth, As glorying ...
Seventeenth Sunday After Trinity (John Keble Poems)
Stately thy walls, and holy are the prayers Which day and night before thine altars rise:Not statelier, towering o'er her marble ...
St. Barnabas (John Keble Poems)
The world's a room of sickness, where each heart Knows its own anguish and unrest; The truest wisdom there, and noblest art, Is ...
Fourth Sunday After Trinity (John Keble Poems)
It was not then a poet's dream, An idle vaunt of song,Such as beneath the moon's soft gleam On vacant fancies throng;Which ...
St. Michael And All Angels (John Keble Poems)
Ye stars that round the Sun of righteousness In glorious order roll,With harps for ever strung, ready to bless God for each ...
The Conversion Of St. Paul (John Keble Poems)
The mid-day sun, with fiercest glare,Broods o'er the hazy twinkling air: Along the level sandThe palm-tree's shade unwavering lies,Just as thy ...
St. Luke (John Keble Poems)
Two clouds before the summer gale In equal race fleet o'er the sky:Two flowers, when wintry blasts assail, Together pins, together die.But ...
Thirteenth Sunday After Trinity (John Keble Poems)
On Sinai's top, in prayer and trance, Full forty nights and forty daysThe Prophet watched for one dear glance Of thee and ...
Fifth Sunday After Epiphany (John Keble Poems)
"Wake, arm Divine! awake, Eye of the only Wise! Now for Thy glory's sake, Saviour and God, arise,And may Thine ear, that sealed ...
Monday In Whitsun-Week (John Keble Poems)
Since all that is not Heaven must fade,Light be the hand of Ruin laid Upon the home I love:With lulling spell ...
Third Sunday In Lent (John Keble Poems)
See Lucifer like lightning fall, Dashed from his throne of pride; While, answering Thy victorious call, The Saints his spoils divide; This world of ...
St. Peter’s Day (John Keble Poems)
Thou thrice denied, yet thrice beloved, Watch by Thine own forgiven friend;In sharpest perils faithful proved, Let his soul love Thee to ...
Wednesday Before Easter (John Keble Poems)
O Lord my God, do thou Thy holy will - I will lie still -I will not stir, lest I forsake ...
Sexegesima Sunday (John Keble Poems)
Foe of mankind! too bold thy race: Thou runn'st at such a reckless pace,Thine own dire work thou surely wilt confound: 'Twas ...
Monday Before Easter (John Keble Poems)
"Father to me thou art and mother dear, And brother too, kind husband of my heart -So speaks Andromache in boding ...
Ninth Sunday After Trinity (John Keble Poems)
In troublous days of anguish and rebuke,While sadly round them Israel's children look, And their eyes fail for waiting on their ...
Twelfth Sunday After Trinity (John Keble Poems)
The Son of God in doing good Was fain to look to Heaven and sigh:And shall the heirs of sinful blood Seek ...
Tuesday In Whitsun-Week (John Keble Poems)
"Lord, in Thy field I work all day,I read, I teach, I warn, I pray,And yet these wilful wandering sheepWithin ...
Burial (John Keble Poems)
And when the Lord saw her, He had compassion on her, and said untoher, Weep not. And He came and ...
Twenty-Fourt (John Keble Poems)
Why should we faint and fear to live alone, Since all alone, so Heaven has willed, we die,Nor e'en the tenderest ...
Second Sunday In Lent (John Keble Poems)
"And is there in God's world so drear a place Where the loud bitter cry is raised in vain?Where tears of ...
Twenty-Third (John Keble Poems)
Red o'er the forest peers the setting sun, The line of yellow light dies fast awayThat crowned the eastern copse: and ...
St. Bartholomew (John Keble Poems)
Hold up thy mirror to the sun, And thou shalt need an eagle's gaze,So perfectly the polished stone Gives back the glory ...
Third Sunday After Easter (John Keble Poems)
Well may I guess and feel Why Autumn should be sad; But vernal airs should sorrow heal, Spring should be gay and glad: Yet ...
Seventh Sunday After Trinity (John Keble Poems)
Go not away, thou weary soul: Heaven has in store a precious doleHere on Bethsaida's cold and darksome height, Where over rocks ...
All Saint’s Day (John Keble Poems)
Why blow'st thou not, thou wintry wind, Now every leaf is brown and sere, And idly droops, to thee resigned, The fading chaplet ...