" {67a} For all that, my previous visions would not
from my mind, but time after time broke in upon every other thought.
They continued to trouble me until after careful reasoning I concluded
that every vision is a heaven-sent warning against sin, and that
therefore it was my duty to write them down as a warning to others also.
And whilst occupied with this work, and sadly endeavouring to recall some
of those awful memories, there fell upon me at my task such drowsiness
that soon opened the way for Master Sleep to glide in perforce. No
sooner had sleep taken possession of my senses than there drew nigh unto
me a glorious apparition upon the form of a young man, tall and exceeding
fair; his raiments were whiter sevenfold than snow, the brightness of his
face darkened the sun, his wavy, golden locks rested on his brow in two
shining coronal wreaths. "Come with me, thou mortal being," he
exclaimed, when he had drawn near. "Who art thou, Lord?" said I. "I am
the Angel of the realms of the North," answered he, "guardian of Britain
and its queen. I am one of the princes who stand below the throne of the
Lamb, receiving his commands to protect the Gospel against all its
enemies in Hell, in Rome and in France, in Constantinople, in Africa and
in India, and wherever else they may be, devising plans for its
destruction.
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