Kids poem - Hindi kavita - हिन्दी कविता : John Milton / On His Blindness

Sunday, March 8, 2020

John Milton / On His 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,

‘Doth God exact day-labour, light 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 mild yoke, they serve Him best

His state,
Is kingly : thousands at his bidding speed,
And post o’er land and ocean without rest;
They also serve who only stand and wait.

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