The flutter of an angel's wing,/ And Ella was at rest;/ She tuned her spirit voice to sing/ The sweet notes of the blest./ So softly passed her soul away,/ We thought her wrapped in sleep;/ But, oh! she entered Heaven that day,/ And left us here to weep!"
The flutter of an angel's wing,/ And Ella was at rest;/ She tuned her spirit voice to sing/ The sweet notes of the blest./ So softly passed her soul away,/ We thought her wrapped in sleep;/ But, oh! she entered Heaven that day,/ And left us here to weep!"
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