 | Paula R. Feldman, Daniel Robinson - English poetry - 1999 - 306 pages
...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...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... | |
 | K. H. Anthol - Literary Criticism - 2003 - 344 pages
...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...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... | |
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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 Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he returning... 
