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O we have a sister on earthly dominions!
Cried two of the holy Angelical train, / And flew up to heaven with fluttering pinions, / But quickly to earth they descended again; / Their brothers, with voices triumphantly lifted, / Behind them came flocking this wonder to view, / More fast than the gleam from the cloud that is rifted, / Down, down to a forest of beeches they flew,
And there beheld Chloe, all rapt in devotion, / Upon the ground kneeling, unable to speak; / A tear-drop, the offspring of pious emotion, / Was streaming like dew down her beautiful cheek.
Confounded, astonish'd, in ecstacy gazing, / Around her the spirits aerial stood, / Then sudden their voices tumultuously raising / Cried: Father, we'll stay with her here in the wood!
Then frown'd the dread Father; his thunders appalling / To rattle began, and his whirlwinds to roar, / Then trembled the host, but they heeded his calling, / And Chloe up-snatching, to heaven they soar.
O we had a sister on earthly dominions!
They sang as through heaven triumphant they stray'd, / And bore with flush'd faces and fluttering pinions / To God's throne of brightness the yet praying maid.