Poems by John Keble
November
... A thousand wild-flowers round them shall unfold, ...
Second Sunday After Trinity
... for they, Though worn and soiled with sinful clay, ...
Seventeenth Sunday After Trinity
... Come, learn to tell aright thine own sins' cost, - ...
Commination
... Why swell'st thou not, like breeze from mountain cave, ...
Holy Matrimony
... As thou, for Christ the Bridegroom, ...
First Sunday After Easter
... " Why should we crave the worldling's wreath, ...
The Circumcision Of Christ
... Kings, Prophets, Patriarchs-all have part ...
Monday In Easter Week
... What rocks she shall o'erleap or rend, ...
Second Sunday After Christmas
... That He, by whom our bright hours shone, ...
St. Matthew
... "No mist that man may raise, shall hide the eye of Heaven ...
Evening
... When with dear friends sweet talk I hold, ...
Burial
... And when the Lord saw her, He had compassion on her, and said unto ...
Ascension Day
... The while my grovelling thoughts half buried lie, ...
Twenty-First Sunday After Trinity
... Nor yet this autumnal breeze has stirred the grove, ...
Tuesday In Easter Week
... And when they say, "Turn, wandering heart, ...
