Second Sunday After Epiphany

John Keble 1792 (Fairford) – 1866 (Bournemouth)



The heart of childhood is all mirth:
  We frolic to and fro
As free and blithe, as if on earth
  Were no such thing as woe.

But if indeed with reckless faith
  We trust the flattering voice,
Which whispers, "Take thy fill ere death,
  Indulge thee and rejoice;"

Too surely, every setting day,
  Some lost delight we mourn;
The flowers all die along our way
  Till we, too, die forlorn.

Such is the world's gay garish feast,
  In her first charming bowl
Infusing all that fires the breast,
  And cheats the unstable soul.

And still, as loud the revel swells,
  The fevered pulse beats higher,
Till the seared taste from foulest wells
  Is fain to slake its fire.

Unlike the feast of heavenly love
  Spread at the Saviour's word
For souls that hear His call, and prove
  Meet for His bridal board.

Why should we fear, youth's draught of joy
  If pure would sparkle less?
Why should the cup the sooner cloy,
  Which God hath deigned to bless?

For, is it Hope, that thrills so keen
  Along each bounding vein,
Still whispering glorious things unseen? -
  Faith makes the vision plain.

The world would kill her soon:  but Faith
  Her daring dreams will cherish,
Speeding her gaze o'er time and death
  To realms where nought can perish.

Or is it Love, the dear delight
  Of hearts that know no guile,
That all around see all things bright
  With their own magic smile?

The silent joy that sinks so deep,
  Of confidence and rest,
Lulled in a father's arms to sleep,
  Clasped to a mother's breast?

Who, but a Christian, through all life
  That blessing may prolong?
Who, through the world's sad day of strife,
  Still chant his morning song?

Fathers may hate us or forsake,
  God's foundlings then are we:
Mother on child no pity take,
  But we shall still have Thee.

We may look home, and seek in vain
  A fond fraternal heart,
But Christ hath given His promise plain
  To do a Brother's part.

Nor shall dull age, as worldlings say,
  The heavenward flame annoy:
The Saviour cannot pass away,
  And with Him lives our joy.

Ever the richest, tenderest glow
  Sets round the autumnal sun -
But there sight fails:  no heart may know
  The bliss when life is done.

Such is Thy banquet, dearest Lord;
  O give us grace, to cast
Our lot with Thine, to trust Thy word,
  And keep our best till last.

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Submitted on May 13, 2011

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Scheme ABAB CDED FGFG XHIH JKJK XLXM NONO PQPQ CRER STST UIUI VWVW XYXY QZQZ FNFN B1 B1 M2 L2
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 2,229
Words 412
Stanzas 17
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4

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