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 ...
John Keble Poems on Life (28 Poems)
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 ...
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 ...
Second Sunday After Trinity (John Keble Poems)
The clouds that wrap the setting sun When Autumn's softest gleams are ending,Where all bright hues together run In sweet confusion blending: ...
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 ...
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 ...
Second Sunday After Epiphany (John Keble Poems)
The heart of childhood is all mirth: We frolic to and froAs free and blithe, as if on earth Were no such ...
Morning (John Keble Poems)
Hues of the rich unfolding morn,That, ere the glorious sun be born,By some soft touch invisibleAround his path are taught ...
The Epiphany (John Keble Poems)
Star of the East, how sweet art Thou, Seen in life's early morning sky,Ere yet a cloud has dimmed the brow, While ...
Twenty-Fifth (John Keble Poems)
The bright-haired morn is glowing O'er emerald meadows gay,With many a clear gem strewing The early shepherd's way.Ye gentle elves, by Fancy ...
Quinquagesim (John Keble Poems)
Sweet Dove! the softest, steadiest plume, In all the sunbright sky,Brightening in ever-changeful bloom As breezes change on high; -Sweet Leaf! the ...
Fifteenth Sunday After Trinity (John Keble Poems)
Sweet nurslings of the vernal skies, Bathed in soft airs, and fed with dew,What more than magic in you lies, To fill ...
St. Simon And St. Jude (John Keble Poems)
Seest thou, how tearful and alone, And drooping like a wounded dove,The Cross in sight, but Jesus gone, The widowed Church is ...
Second Sunday In Advent (John Keble Poems)
Not till the freezing blast is still,Till freely leaps the sparkling rill,And gales sweep soft from summer skies,As o'er a ...
Tuesday In Easter Week (John Keble Poems)
Thou first-born of the year's delight, Pride of the dewy glade,In vernal green and virgin white, Thy vestal robes, arrayed:'Tis not because ...
Matrimony (John Keble Poems)
There is an awe in mortals' joy, A deep mysterious fearHalf of the heart will still employ, As if we drew too ...
First Sunday After Trinity (John Keble Poems)
Where is the land with milk and honey flowing, The promise of our God, our fancy's theme?Here over shattered walls dank ...
Third Sunday After Trinity (John Keble Poems)
O hateful spell of Sin! when friends are nigh, To make stern Memory tell her tale unsought,And raise accusing shades of ...
Palm Sunday (John Keble Poems)
Ye whose hearts are beating high With the pulse of Poesy, Heirs of more than royal race, Fram'd by Heaven's ...
Forms Of Prayer To Be Used At Sea (John Keble Poems)
The shower of moonlight falls as still and clear Upon this desert mainAs where sweet flowers some pastoral garden cheer With fragrance ...
Sixteenth Sunday After Trinity (John Keble Poems)
Wish not, dear friends, my pain away - Wish me a wise and thankful heart,With GOD, in all my griefs, to ...
Eleventh Sunday After Trinity (John Keble Poems)
Is this a time to plant and build,Add house to house, and field to field,When round our walls the battle ...
Fourteenth Sunday After Trinity (John Keble Poems)
Ten cleansed, and only one remain!Who would have thought our nature's stainWas dyed so foul, so deep in grain? E'en He ...
Confirmation (John Keble Poems)
The shadow of th' Almighty's cloud Calm on this tents of Israel lay,While drooping paused twelve banners proud, Till He arise and ...