Author: John Milton
Methought I saw my late espousèd saint Brought to me like Alcestis from the grave, Whom Jove's great son to her glad husband gave, Rescued from death by force, though pale and faint. Mine, as whom washed 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 veiled, yet to my fancied sight Love, sweetness, goodness, in her person shined So clear as in no face with more delight. But O, as to embrace me she inclined, I waked, she fled, and day brought back my night.
Type of Poem: Sonnet
Date Written: 1658-01-01
Date Published: 1673-01-01
Language: English
Keywords: Grief, Love, Loss, Dream, Reflection
Source: Manuscript
Publisher: J. Milton
Rights/Permissions: Public Domain
Comments/Notes: A poignant sonnet in which Milton reflects on the dreamlike vision of his deceased wife, expressing his grief and longing for their reunion in the afterlife.
The sonnet is one of the most enduring and celebrated forms of poetry, known for its strict structure and profound themes. With a history spanning centuries, sonnets have been used to explore love, beauty, politics, and mortality, all within the confines of just 14 lines.
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The sonnet’s enduring appeal lies in its ability to condense complex emotions and ideas into a small but potent package, making it a favorite form for poets seeking to explore profound themes with precision and elegance.