Lumen de Lumine

Here then the Day was no sooner borne, but strangled; I was reduc'd to a night of a more deep tincture than that which I had formerly spent. My fansie placed me in a Region of inexpressible Obscuritie, and as I thought, more than Naturall; but without any Terrors. I was in a firm even Temper, and though without incouragements, not only resolute but well-pleas'd. I moved every way for Discoveries, but was still intertained with Darknesse and silence, and I thought my self translated to the Land of Desolation. Being thus troubled to no purpose, and wearied with long Indeavours, I resolved to rest my self, and seeing I could find nothing, I expected if any thing could find me.