When I consider how my light is spent
Language: English
When I consider how my [light]1 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 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."
Translation(s): GER ITA
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1 Finzi: "life"
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Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable): - GER German (Deutsch) [singable] (Walter A. Aue) , title 1: "Sonett XIX: Wenn ich bedenke, wie mein Licht verblich", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , title unknown, copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Text added to the website: 2008-01-08.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:59
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Word count: 113
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Quando, alle mie luci perdute, torno a...
Language: Italian (Italiano) after the English
Quando, alle mie luci perdute, torno a pensare,
e come, a mezzo della vita, il vasto mondo si è spento,
e come a morte assomiglia celare un talento
che giace inutile in me, mentre il Creatore
vorrei servire con tutto me stesso, e così dimostrare,
per tema di un rimprovero, quanto davvero valgo:
"Pretende ancora Dio il mio lavoro?" - Allora mi domando.
Stolta questione. L'indulgenza ha pronta la risposta
per prevenirla: Dio non ha bisogno
dei regali degli uomini o della loro fatica.
Meglio lo serve chi il suo dolce giogo sopporta.
Il suo stato è regale: migliaia, a un suo comando,
terre e mari percorrono veloci e senza posa.
Ma pure lo serve chi, accanto a Lui, è in attesa.
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Based on- a text in English by John Milton (1608 - 1674), "Sonnet XIX" GER
- This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Gerald Finzi. Go to the text.
Text added to the website: 2010-03-25.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:03:37
Line count: 14
Word count: 122
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