Sunday/Milton

Blindness is a curious metaphor in the Gospel because, when sight is restore, the physical world is reconciled; that is the obverse of what the metaphor means. Spiritual blindness is the point, a reliance upon the physical world to explain things is the error.


This is Milton, "On His Blindness":

WHEN I consider how my light is spent
E're 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 therewith my Maker, and present	5
My true account, least he returning chide,
Doth God exact day-labour, light deny'd,
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	10
Bear his milde yoak, they serve him best, his State
Is Kingly. Thousands at his bidding speed
And post o're Land and Ocean without rest:
They also serve who only stand and waite.