John Milton's Sonnet

Ahmad Bilal · #1 Sunday, May 14, 2006

To A Virtuous Young Lady

by John Milton

Lady, that in the prime of earliest youth
Wisely hath shunned the broad way and the green,
And with those few art eminently seen
That labour up the hill of heavenly Truth;
The better part with Mary and with Ruth
Chosen thou hast; and they that overween,
And at thy growing virtues fret their spleen,
No anger find in thee, but pity and ruth.
Thy care is fixed, and zealously attends
To fill thy odorous lamp with deeds of light,
And hope that reaps not shame. Therefore be sure
Thou, when the Bridegroom with his feastful friends
Passes to bliss at the mid-hour of night,
Hast gained thy entrance, Virgin wise and pure.

Muskan Ghuman · #2 Sunday, May 14, 2006

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,
Lodg'd with me useless, though my soul more bent
To serve therewith my Maker, & present
My true account, lest he returning chide;
'Doth God exact day-labour, light deny'd?'
i fondly ask; but Patience to prevent
That murmer, 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 & ocean without rest:
They also serve who only stand & wait.'

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