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... Southern Literary Messenger - Stran 1301838Celotni ogled - O knjigi
| Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1848 - 786 strani
...consider how my light is spent Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one talent8 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; IJpth... | |
| Margaret Anthony Cabell - 1858 - 364 strani
...LANGHORNE. " 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... | |
| William Henry Milburn - 1858 - 314 strani
...strain: " When I consider how my life 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... | |
| Francis Wharton - 1859 - 410 strani
...lines,— 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... | |
| 1859 - 128 strani
...BLINDNESS. WHEN I consider Low 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... | |
| Jeremiah Chaplin - 1859 - 326 strani
...BLINDNESS. "When I consider how my life 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... | |
| England - 1860 - 532 strani
...happiest of the happy ; AVhen a spring-lock, that lay in ambush there, Fastened her down for ever ! ON HIS BLINDNESS. WHEN I consider how my light is spent Ere...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... | |
| William Allingham - 1860 - 316 strani
...hark ! I hear The strain of strutting chanticleer Cry, cock-a-doodle-doo. SHAKESPEARE. SONNET. ON HIS BLINDNESS. WHEN I consider how my light is spent,...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... | |
| William Henry Milburn, Thomas Binney - 1860 - 384 strani
...strain : " When I consider how my life 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 ehide : ' Doth... | |
| 1860 - 304 strani
...CXXXVI. WHEN I consider how ray 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 benl To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He, returning, chide; " Doth... | |
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