And, fill’d with love divine, th’ attending friend to be;
Or she who trembling, yet confiding, stole
Near to the garment, touch’d it, and was whole;
When, such the intenseness of the working thought,
On her it seem’d the very deed was wrought;
She the glad patient’s fear and rapture found,
The holy transport, and the healing wound;
This was so fix’d, so grafted in the heart,
That she adopted, nay became the part:
But one chief scene was present to her sight,