Towards the Morning, being in contemplation of what the Spirit Ministred unto me of Eternals, I saw as in a Circle a pure azure Blew rise out, that turned into a white transparent Flame, which by somewhat that was sprinkled upon it did mightily encrease. The Vision passing away, and being prevented at that season, of waiting for an opportunity of it, I could not know its signification.
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