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JOHN MILTON (1608-1674000 Sonnet XIX: WHEN I CONSIDER HOW MY LIGHT IS SPENT.... ( SONNET ON HIS BLINDNESS) WHEN I CONSIDER HOW MY LIGHT IS SPENT ERE HALF MY DAYS IN THIS WORLD DARK ANDD 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, AND PRESENT MY TRUE ACCOUNT,LEST HE RETURNING CHIDE, "DOTH GOD EXACT DAY LABOR, LIGHT DENIED?" 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 ANDD WAIT." TALENT refers to the parable of the Talents (Matthew 25:14-30)