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 KebleBlest are the pure in heart, for they shall see our God. The secret of the Lord is theirs; Their soul is Christ's abode.
John KebleFor as fire is kindled by fire, so is a poet's mind kindled by contact with a brother poet.
John KebleWhen you find yourself overpowered, as it were, by melancholy, the best way is to go out and do something.
John Keble