John Milton
Listen to:
When I Consider How My Light Is Spent (:59)
by John Milton
performed by Bob Gonzalez, rhapsode
Sonnet 19
When
I consider how my light is spent,
Ere half my days in this dark world and
wide,
And that one talent which is death to hide
Lodged
with me useless, though my soul more bent
To
serve therewith my Maker, and present
My true account, lest He returning chide;
"Doth God exact day-labor, light
denied?"
I
fondly ask. But Patience, to prevent
That
murmur, soon replies, "God doth not need
Either man's work or His own gifts. Who best
Bear His mild yoke, they serve Him best. His
state
Is
kingly: thousands at His bidding speed,
And post o'er land and ocean without rest;
They also serve who only stand and
wait."
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