“I
am the daughter of fortitude and ravished every hour from my youth. For behold,
I am understanding, and
science dwelleth in me; and the heavens oppress me. They covet and desire me
with infinite appetite; for none that are earthly have embraced me, for I am
shadowed with the circle of the sun, and covered with the morning clouds. My
feet are swifter than the winds, and my hands are sweeter than the morning dew.
My garments are from the beginning, and my dwelling place is in my self. The
lion knoweth not where I walk, neither do the beasts of the field understand
me. I am deflowered,
and yet a virgin; I sanctify, and am not sanctified.

Happy
is he that embraceth me: for in the night season I am sweet, and in the day
full of pleasure. My company is a harmony of many symbols, and my lips sweeter
than health itself. I am a harlot for such as ravish me, and a virgin with such
as know me not: For lo, I am loved by many, and I am a lover to many; and as
many as come unto me as they should do, have my knowledge.”

– Edward Kelly and John Dee, report of spiritual contact