10 Best Famous Purification Poems

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 (an ascetic poem for karen's birthday)

fancy having a birthday on a thursday
when you do the buying of the doughnuts
and others lick their sticky fingers
thinking good old karen letting
us share the eating of her birthday

not me of course - i sit at home (alone)
reflecting it is purification day
today and i do not have a doughnut
thank you karen for letting me have
a taste of self-denial on your birthday

and such a spiritual gain- in this way
you and i share the high-church position
while others lick the sugar off their lips
guzzling their souls away benightedly
with you great circe in your birthday play

luckily i have no envy of doughnuts
i sit here (alone) appreciating the pure
a step aside from doughy lust and greed
enjoying your birthday in its proper light 
-a time of abstinence starvation longing

 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. 
 But O as to embrace me she enclin'd 
 I wak'd, she fled, and day brought back my night.

 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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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,
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 Heav'n 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.