Of unseen angels o'er the treacherous streams,
And bade my angel bear me visibly
On his white pinion through the raging flames.
NATHAN (aside).
On his white pinion! Ha! I see; she means
The broad white fluttering mantle of the Templar.
RECHA.
Yes, visibly he bore me through the flames,
O'ershadowed by his wings. Thus, face to face,
I have beheld an angel--my own angel.