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 ...
Stately thy walls, and holy are the prayers Which day and night before thine altars rise:Not statelier, towering o'er her marble ...
A STRONG and mighty Angel,Calm, terrible, and bright,The cross in blended red and blueUpon his mantle white!Two captives by him ...
The AngelsSoft and slow, soft and slow,With angels' wings of fire and snow,To rock Him gently to and fro.Fire to ...
O power invincible of faith and love,Like angel rising to his home above,Thy heaven-lit features beam, calm, earnest grace,Firm truth, ...
Good morning sweetheart.Good morning my Saint of a sweetheart.It has been two year mothersince the boy has sailedon his mythical ...
ISpeak of you, sir? You bet he did. Ben Fields was far too soundTo go back on a fellow just ...
Thou God of mercy! consolation's Sire!Thou author of my health, my chief delight!Hear an afflicted sinner's warm desire,Who begs for ...
FROM the fraudulent fiend, that still without end Most mortals trepans and beguiles,Who wou'd hook us all in, to do ev'ry ...
1.THOU sainted Spirit! from the realms of lightLook down propitious on thy child below,Direct my thoughts, and guide my steps ...
Knowest thou now, O Love! Oh pure from the death of thy summer of sweetness!Seest thou now, O new-born Delight ...
There is no nobler labour for mankindThan to instruct and elevate the mind,To pour into the eager ears of youthThe ...
Is't come to this? What shall the cheeks of fame Stretch'd with the breath of learned Loudon's name, Be flogg'd again? And ...
'Tis now the solemn hour when spirits comeTo alarm credulity—'tis now the hourWhen disembodied ghosts have awful powerTo burst the ...
'It happened in 1803,' began my old acquaintance, 'not long beforeAusterlitz. The regiment in which I was an officer was ...
The Farmer quit what he was at, The bee-hive he was smokin':He tilted back his old straw hat-- Says he, "Young man, ...
In vain--ah me!--in vain, with murmured charmOf love--inwoven sounds, would I recallThe long--forgotten art--in vain imploreAt noon the colouring of ...
Dear Frank, this morn has usher'd in The manhood of thy days;A boy no more, thou must begin To choose thy future ...
The thunder has its lull from riot,The morning storm its evening quiet;The raving and rebellious oceanIts crystal calm, its rest ...
Forgive the muse who, in unhallow'd strains,The saint one moment from his God detains;For sure whate'er you do, where'er you ...
Wait a little: do _we_ not wait?Louis Napoleon is not Fate,Francis Joseph is not Time;There's One hath swifter feet than ...
The sword was sheathed: in April's sunLay green the fields by Freedom won;And severed sections, weary of debates,Joined hands at ...
My eye look'd round upon the vast expanseOf glorious Nature—and my raptured vision,Revelling in the early day-beams' waken'd glance,Saw rocks, ...
O boys and men of British mould, With mother's milk within youA simple word for young and old, A word to warn ...
By the sad fellowship of human suffering, By the bereavements that are thine and mine,I venture--oh, forgive me!--with this offering, I would ...
It is well that beauteous woman Has the quickest sense of wrong;That the tenderest traits of feeling To her faithful heart belong;That ...
Will none befriend that poor dumb brute, Will no man rescue him?--With weaker effort, gasping mute, He strains in every limb;Spare him, ...
The clouds that wrap the setting sun When Autumn's softest gleams are ending,Where all bright hues together run In sweet confusion blending: ...
Son of the noble Fingal, Oscian,Prince of men! what tears run downthe cheeks of age? what shades thymighty soul?Memory, son ...
THERE is a woman like a seed,There is a man in embryo,Whose spirits, faces, sex indeedTheir very mothers do not ...
Thou guardian of the weak, thou poor man's friend!Hear from thy glorious throne, Almighty God!That dost thine aid to fearful ...
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