Question

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 there with my Maker,



To whom does the poet address in the above lines?
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When I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, The speaker thinks about how all of his light has been used up ("spent") before even half his life is over. As a man without light, he now lives in a world that is both "dark and wide."

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