| Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916. | | | XXXII. Visions
On his deceased Wife | | By John Milton (1608–1674) |
| | | METHOUGHT I saw my late espoused Saint | |
| Brought to me like Alcestis from the grave, | |
| Whom 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, | 5 |
| 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 veil’d, yet to my fancied sight, | 10 |
| Love, sweetness, goodness, in her person shin’d | |
| So clear, as in no face with more delight. | |
| But O as to embrace me she inclin’d | |
| I wak’d, she fled, and day brought back my night. | | | | |
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