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On His Blindness

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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
Lodg'd 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-labour, 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
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Rose Marie Juan-austin 03 February 2021
A great poem. Meaningful message.
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Jannatul Merry 01 February 2021
Loved this!
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Varsha M 01 February 2021
I agree Milton's description of blindness. How light means to them. How visualisation through soul happens and how patience and wait play key roles.
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Maria Hunter 01 February 2021
They also serve who only stand and wait....
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Martha Hillier 01 February 2021
wow
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Bill Lee 04 December 2020
I first read this poem as a young man.
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Jane lising 02 November 2020
Is one of the best known of the sonnets of john milton
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Pritt.Linda 29 April 2020
386 Butterfield Pl
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christopher wright 11 December 2019
At 15 years old I was the only pupil in the class to learn this poem which impressed my English teacher I am 72 now and have always being able to recite the 1st 4 lines and the end line. I guess years of life have taken its toll although I am not blind the poem gave me an insight to life itself. Will I be the one who will be served for standing and waiting or be served for helping others along the way.
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John Milton’s 04 November 2019
Add a comment.no his blindness
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