When Los joined with me, he took me in his fiery whirlwind;
My vegetated portion was hurried from Lambeth’s shades;
He set me down in Felpham’s vale, and prepared a beautiful
Cottage for me, that, in three years, I might write all these visions
To display Nature’s cruel holiness; the deceits of Natural Religion,
Walking in my cottage garden, sudden I beheld
The virgin Ololon, and address’d her as a daughter of Beulah
‘Virgin of Providence! fear not to enter into my cottage!’

From Blake's sweet reminiscence of life at Felpham which occurs in the Second Book of Milton