 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, least he returning chide, Doth God exact day-labour, light deny'd, I fondly ask; But patience to prevent That...  The Poetical Works of John Milton - Pàgina 85per John Milton - 1906 - 554 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | John Milton - 1810 - 540 pàgines
...BLINDNESS. 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...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:... | |
 | William Hayley - 1810 - 418 pàgines
...BLINDNESS. WIIKN I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days, in this dark world arid wide, And that one talent which is death to hide, Lodg'd with me...more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he, returning, chide; " Doth God exact day-labour, light dented ?" I fondly ask:... | |
 | Andrews Norton - 1813 - 424 pàgines
...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 chido; Doth God exact day-labor, light denied, I fondly ask: But... | |
 | John Milton - 1815 - 236 pàgines
...BLINDNESS. VII EN I consider how my liffht is Speut 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 uiy soul more bent To serve therewith my maker, and present My true account, lest he, returning, chide;... | |
 | 1822 - 600 pàgines
...wide, " When I consider how my light is spent And that one talent which ¡»death to hide, Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, Itst he returning chide ; I fondly ask > But patience, to prevent Doth God exact day-labour,... | |
 | 1822 - 592 pàgines
...that pile talent which is death to hide, Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, 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-labour, light denied, I fondly ask ?... | |
 | Richard Alfred Davenport - 1823 - 406 pàgines
...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-labour, light denied?' I fondly ask:... | |
 | New elegant extracts - 1823 - 402 pàgines
...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-labour, light denied?' I fondly ask:... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 pàgines
...Blindness. 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...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... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 414 pàgines
...half my days, in this dark world and wide, Ami 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-labour, light denied, I fondly ask: But... | |
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