Methought I saw my late espoused Saint 
Brought to me like Alcestus from the grave, 
Who Jove's great Son to her glad Husband gave, 
Rescu'd from death by force though pale and faint. 
Mine as whom washt from spot of child-bed taint 
Purification in the old Law did save, 
And such as yet once more I trust to have 
Full sight of her in Heav'n without restraint, 
Came vested all in white, pure as her mind: 
Her face was veil'd, yet to my fancied sight 
Love, sweetness, goodness in her person shin'd 
So clear, as in no face with more delight. 
But O as to embrace me she enclin'd 
I wak'd, she fled, and day brought back my night. 

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Poet: John Milton
Poem: Methought I Saw My Late Espoused Saint

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