A fountain of gardens watered by the rivers of divine pleasure, and springing up in all the variety of spiritual plants; blown up the pure breath into a paradise, sending forth their sweet savours, and strong odours, for soul-refreshing. By Jane Lead.
Lead, Jane, 1623-1704.
August the 13th. 1676.
This inspeaking was to me. Let mud∣dy Matter no more be cast up in thee, for thou art called among the Golden Flocks.
