On His Blindness Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBACBBADEFDEF| When I consider how my light is spent | A |
| Ere half my days in this dark world and wide | B |
| And that one talent which is death to hide | B |
| Lodg'd with me useless though my soul more bent | A |
| To serve therewith my Maker and present | C |
| My true account lest he returning chide | B |
| Doth God exact day labour light denied | B |
| I fondly ask But Patience to prevent | A |
| That murmur soon replies God doth not need | D |
| Either man's work or his own gifts who best | E |
| Bear his mild yoke they serve him best His state | F |
| Is kingly thousands at his bidding speed | D |
| And post o'er land and ocean without rest | E |
| They also serve who only stand and wait | F |
John Milton
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