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THE VISION
of
THE MAID OF ORLEANS.
THE SECOND BOOK.
She spake, and lo! celestial radiance beam'dAmid the air, such odors wafting nowAs erst came blended with the evening gale,From Eden's bowers of bliss. An angel formStood by the Maid; his wings, etherial white,Flash'd like the diamond in the noon-tide sun,Dazzling her mortal eye: all else appear'dHer Theodore.Amazed she saw: the FiendWas fled, and on her ear the well-known voiceSounded, tho' now more musically sweetThan ever yet had thrill'd her charmed soul,