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August the 19th. 1677.
There appeared to me two Trees, the one in a Field, the other grew under the shadow of a mighty Tree, as in an en∣closed place, with a Wall about it, that was all set for Fruit: the other was all blossomed, but on a sudden a shaking Wind came, and blasted the whole Tree, while I was viewing it. Then it was cried in my hearing, Transplant this Tree, or else never to Perfection will any 〈◊〉〈◊〉 come answerable to that Tree. Let it be fixed under the warm shade of the al∣mighty Tree for fruitfulness. From this presentation I was given to understand somewhat, that answered to that matter of doubt, which was often raised in me, what was the Reason, that such a fair progress should be made of growth, in this Tree richly flowred from the very Life-sap with beauteous appearances. Which in way of similitude answers to the state of a Soul, that hath the Life-root in her; but its plantation being out of the warm shelter, standing bleak, and open to the sharp blasts, on every side