Lumen de Lumine

These rare, and various Accidents kept my soul busied, but to interrupt my Thoughts, as if it had been unlawfull to examine what I had seen, another more admirable Object interpos'd. I could see between me and the Light, a most exquisit, divine Beauty. Her frame neither long, nor short, but a meane decent Stature. Attir'd she was in thin loose silks, but so green, that I never saw the like, for the Colour was not Earthly. In some places it was fansied with white and Silver Ribbands, which look'd like Lilies in a field of Grasse. Her head was overcast with a thin floating Tiffanie, which she held up with one of her hands, and look'd as it were from under it. Her Eys were quick, fresh, and Celestiall, but had something of a start, as if she had been puzzl'd with a suddaine Occurrence. From her black Veile did her Locks breake out like Sun-beams from a Mist; they ran dishevell'd to her Brests, and then return'd to her Cheeks in Curls and Rings of Gold. Her Haire behind her was rowl'd to a curious Globe, with a small short spire flowr'd with purple, and skie-colour'd Knots. Her Rings were pure, intire Emeralds, for she valued no metalls, and her Pendants of burning Carbuncles. To be short, her whole Habit was youthfull and flowrie, it smelt like the East, and was thorowly ayr'd with rich Arabian Diapasms.