If the Church of England were to fail, it would be found in my parish John Keble More Quotes by John Keble More Quotes From John Keble Soft as Memnon's harp at morning, To the inward ear devout, Touched by light, with heavenly warning Your transporting chords ring out. Every leaf in every nook, Every wave in every brook, Chanting with a solemn voice Minds us of our better choice. John Keble voicelightmorning Time's waters will not ebb nor stay. John Keble timewater Pride of the dewy morning, The swain's experienced eye From thee takes timely warning. Nor trusts the gorgeous sky. John Keble eyepridemorning Look in, and see Christ's chosen saint In triumph wear his Christ-like chain; No fear lest he should swerve or faint; "His life is Christ, his death is gain. John Keble triumphgainslooks Sun of my soul, thou Savior dear, It is not night if thou be near. Oh, may no earthborn cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. John Keble eyecloudsnight The watchful mother tarries nigh John Keble eyemothersleep The voice that breathed o'er Eden, That earliest wedding day. John Keble weddingvoiceeden As fire kindled by fire, so is the poet's mind kindled by contact with a brother poet. John Keble poetbrotherfiremind
