 | Andrews Norton - Periodicals - 1813 - 424 pages
...blindness. , *V HEN 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 chido; Doth God exact... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford - English poetry - 1819 - 366 pages
...half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to bide, Lodg'd with me useless, though my soul more bent 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... | |
 | British poets - Classical poetry - 1822 - 272 pages
...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, Lodged with me...more bent 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... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1822 - 594 pages
...the least acceptable offering to the Almighty. Ere half my days, in this dark worm 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, ana present My true account, lest he returning chide ; Doth God exact... | |
 | Richard Alfred Davenport - English literature - 1823 - 406 pages
...IBIfntmess. 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... | |
 | New elegant extracts - 1823 - 402 pages
...Win'Btuss. 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... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 414 pages
...Almighty. " When I consider how my light is spent Ere 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... | |
 | British anthology - 1824 - 460 pages
...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, 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... | |
 | John Milton - 1827 - 518 pages
...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, 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... | |
 | Emily Taylor - Christian poetry - 1829 - 300 pages
...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, Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he return and chide. " Doth God... | |
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I fondly ask : but Patience, to prevent 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 That murmur, soon replies, 
