 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,...  With the Poets: A Selection of English Poetry - Seite 70von Frederic William Farrar - 1883 - 290 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Brian Lindsay Connell - 2007 - 354 Seiten
...BEGINNING: 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...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... | |
 | John Van de Ruit - 2007 - 364 Seiten
...written: 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,...and present My true account, lest He returning chide . . . "On his blindness" Happy birthday, The Guv I've always struggled to understand the hidden meanings... | |
 | Don Malarkey - 2008 - 316 Seiten
...head: 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,...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... | |
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