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On His Deceased Wife by John Milton

By John Milton

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METHOUGHT I saw my late espoused Saint Brought to me like Alcestis from the grave, Whom Joves 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 Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind: Her face was vail'd, yet to my fancied sight, Love, sweetness, goodness, in her person shin'd So clear, as in no face with more delight.

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"METHOUGHT I saw my late espoused Saint..."

"On His Deceased Wife" by John Milton is a sad and love and deep english poem consisting of 14 lines. This English poem by John Milton demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "METHOUGHT I saw my late espoused Saint Brought to me like Alcestis from the grave,...", this piece explores themes of sad and love and deep through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. John Milton's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.

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About John Milton

John Milton (1608–1674) was an English poet best known for "Paradise Lost" (1667), an epic poem retelling the biblical story of the Fall of Man. He also wrote "Paradise Regained," "Samson Agonistes," and the pastoral elegy "Lycidas," and is considered the greatest English epic poet.

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