John Keble

(25 April 1792 – 29 March 1866 / Fairford, Gloucestershire)

Poems of John Keble

1. Advent Sunday 1/1/2004
2. All Saint's Day 1/1/2004
3. Ascension Day 1/1/2004
4. Ash Wednesday 1/1/2004
5. Blest are the pure in heart 1/3/2003
6. Burial 1/1/2004
7. Burial of the Dead 1/3/2003
8. Cathchism 1/1/2004
9. Christmas Day 1/1/2004
10. Churching Of Women 1/1/2004
11. Confirmation 1/1/2004
12. Easter Eve 1/1/2004
13. Eight Sunday After Trinity 1/1/2004
14. Eighteenth Sunday After Trinity 1/1/2004
15. Eleventh Sunday After Trinity 1/1/2004
16. Evening 1/1/2004
17. Fifteenth Sunday After Trinity 1/1/2004
18. Fifth Sunday After Easter - Rogation Sunday 1/1/2004
19. Fifth Sunday After Epiphany 1/1/2004
20. Fifth Sunday After Trinity 1/1/2004

Burial

And when the Lord saw her, He had compassion on her, and said unto
her, Weep not. And He came and touched the bier; and they that
bare him stood still. And He said, Young man, I say unto thee,
Arise.--St. Luke vii. 13, 14.

Who says, the wan autumnal soon
Beams with too faint a smile
To light up nature's face again,
And, though the year be on this wane,

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