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
Lodged with me useless, though my soul is bent
To serve therewith my Maker, and present
My true account, lest He returning chide
Doth God exact day-labor, light denied?
Its my favorite. Lets see if you recall it. First, what it its title? Second who is the author? Thirdand for an enormous collection of brownie pointswhat is the ringing conclusion which has been inscribed in sterling silver in English literature? Youre on your honor not to cheat and look up in anthologies that catalogue first lines. O.k, go and give the answers in Comments. Good luck. I will bet that either Cal Skinner or Michael Miner come in earlymaybe tied.