TITTLE: ON HIS BLINDNESS
AUTHOR: John Milton
TYPE OF WORK/GENRE: Poetry
Context of the work: John Milton was born on December 9, 1608, in London, as the second child of John and Sara (neé Jeffrey). In the spring of 1642, Milton married Mary Powell, 17 years old to his 34, but the relationship was an unhappy one, and Mary left him to visit the family home briefly thereafter, and did not return. Matters were not improved when the Powells declared for the King in the Civil War which broke out in August. Milton had made plans to remarry, when Mary Powell returned. The two seem to have reconciled, since their daughter Anne was born in 1646. The whole Powell clan moved in with the Miltons, because Royalists had been ousted from Oxford. The situation was not savory. The year 1647 saw the death of both Milton's father and his father-in-law. The Powells eventually moved out and the Miltons moved to the neighborhood of High Holborn, where their daughter Mary was born in 1648. The year 1652 was one of many personal losses for Milton. In February, Milton lost his sight. This prompted him to write the sonnet "When I Consider How My Light is Spent." In May, 1652, Mary gave birth to a daughter, Deborah, and died a few days later. In June, one year-old John died. In 1663, Milton remarried again, to Elizabeth Minshull, a match his daughters opposed. He spent his time tutoring students and finishing his life's work, the epic, Paradise Lost. Among the greatest works ever to be written in English, the feat is all the more remarkable for Milton's blindness — he would compose verse upon verse at night in his head and then dictate them from memory to his aides in the morning.
Summary: this poem his all about the life of Milton, when I read his story he have a lot of straggle in his life and very very sad story but he is remain on his feet going to fight and he never give up and everything is godly under His disposal...so better to wait...and I like these lines
' 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, '...excellent
' 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, '...excellent
our analysis of the story/drama/poem/essay: A profound poem on his blindness. It shows his complaint, but also the way out; to serve God the best he can with his disability, and to wait on God's timing. This beautiful poem demonstrates his faith. and shows how that faith gives him purpose and light, even in his darkness. Deep words on the state of mortal man and GOD. PURPOSE, in life seems to be Milton's contemplations. What is man's purpose before GOD? From talents to stoic mortals waiting, upon purpose before GOD.
Give your personal opinion about the piece: well for me my own reaction on this poem was very amaze and im proud of him because of his faith in God never lose and still there even he have a lot of problem in his life but he never give up instead he fight for it and going on, on his life. J
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