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The Pilgrim's Progress
John Bunyan
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John Bunyan
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Often rated as important as the Bible as a Christian document, this famous story of man's progress through life in search of salvation remains one of the most entertaining allegories of faith ever written. Set against realistic backdrops of town and country, the powerful drama of the pilgrim's trials and temptations follows him in his harrowing journey to the Celestial City.
Along a road filled with monsters and spiritual terrors, Christian confronts such emblematic characters as Worldly Wiseman, Giant Despair, Talkative, Ignorance, and the demons of the Valley of the Shadow of Death. But he is also joined by Hopeful and Faithful.
An enormously influential 17th-century classic, universally known for its simplicity, vigor, and beauty of language, The Pilgrim's Progress remains one of the most widely read books in the English language.
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THE SECOND PART
THE AUTHORâS WAY OF SENDING FORTH HIS
SECOND PART OF THE PILGRIM
Go now my little Book, to every place Where my first Pilgrim has but shewn his Face: Call at their door; If any say, Whoâs there? Then answer thou, Christiana is here. If they bid thee Come in, then enter thou, With all thy Boys; and then, as thou knowâst how, Tell who they are, also from whence they came; Perhaps theyâll know them by their looks, or name. But if they should not, ask them yet again If formerly they did not entertain One Christian a Pilgrim? If they say They did, and was delighted in his Way; Then let them know that those related were Unto him, yea, his Wife and Children are.
Tell them that they have left their House and Home, Are turned Pilgrims, seek a World to come; That they have met with Hardships in the way: That they do meet with Troubles night and day; That they have trod on Serpents, fought with Devils, Have also overcame a many evils. Yea, tell them also of the next, who have Of love to Pilgrimage been stout and brave Defenders of that Way, and how they still Refuse this World, to do their Fatherâs will.
Go tell them also of those dainty things, That Pilgrimage unto the Pilgrim brings. Let them acquainted be too, how they are Beloved of their King, under his care; What goodly Mansions for them he provides, Thoâ they meet with rough Winds and swelling Tides, How brave a Calm they will enjoy at last, Who to their Lord, and by his ways hold fast.
Perhaps with heart and hand they will embrace Thee, as they did my Firstling, and will grace Thee, and thy fellows, with such cheer and fare, As shew will they of Pilgrims lovers are.
I OBJECTION
But how if they will not believe of me That I am truly thine, âcause some there be That counterfeit the Pilgrim and his name, Seek by disguise to seem the very same, And by that means have wrought themselves into The hands and houses of I know not who?
ANSWER
âTis true, some have of late, to counterfeit My Pilgrim, to their own my Title set; Yea others half my Name and Title too Have stitched to their Book, to make them do; But yet they by their Features do declare Themselves not mine to be, whose ere they are.
If such thou meetst with, then thine only way Before them all is to say out thy say, In thine own native language, which no man Now useth, nor with ease dissemble can. If after all they still of you shall doubt, Thinking that you like Gipsies go about In naughty wise the Country to defile, Or that you seek good people to beguile With things unwarrantable; send for me, And I will testifie you Pilgrims be; Yea, I will testifie that only you My Pilgrims are; and that alone will do.
2 OBJECTION
But yet perhaps I may inquire for him, Of those that wish him damned life and limb. What shall I do, when I at such a door For Pilgrims ask, and they shall rage the more?
ANSWER
Fright not thyself my Book, for such Bugbears Are nothing else but ground for groundless fears: My Pilgrimâs Book has travellâd sea and land, Yet could I never come to understand That it was slighted, or turnâd out of door By any Kingdom, were they rich or poor.
In France and Flanders, where men kill each other, My Pilgrim is esteemâd a Friend, a Brother.
In Holland too âtis said, as I am told, My Pilgrim is with some worth more than Gold.
Highlanders and Wild Irish can agree My Pilgrim should familiar with them be.
âTis in New England under such advance, Receives there so much loving countenance, As to be trimmâd, new clothâd, and deckât with Gems, That it may shew its features and its limbs, Yet more, so comely doth my Pilgrim walk, That of him thousands daily sing and talk.
If you draw nearer home, it will appear My Pilgrim knows no ground of shame or fear; City and Country will him entertain With Welcome Pilgrim; yea, they canât refrain From smiling, if my Pilgrim be but by, Or shews his head in any Company.
Brave Galants do my Pilgrim hug and love, Esteem it much, yea, value it above Things of a greater bulk: yea, with delight, Say my Larkâs leg is better than a Kite.
Young Ladies, and young Gentle-women too, Do no small kindness to my Pilgrim shew; Their Cabinets, their Bosoms, and their Hearts My Pilgrim has, âcause he to them imparts His pretty riddles in such wholesome strains, As yield them profit double to their pains Of reading. Yea, I think I may be bold To say some prize him far above their Gold.
The very Children that do walk the street, If they do but my holy Pilgrim meet, Salute him will, will wish him well, and say, He is the only Stripling of the Day.
They that have never seen him, yet admire What they have heard of him, and much desire To have his company, and hear him tell Those Pilgrim stories which he knows so well.
Yea, some who did not love him at the first, But callâd him Fool and Noddy, say they must Now they have seen and heard him, him commend; And to those whom they love they do him send.
Wherefore my Second Part, thou needâst not be Afraid to shew thy Head; none can hurt thee, That wish but well to him that went before, âCause thou comâst after with a second store Of things as good, as rich, as profitable, For Young, for Old, for Staggâring, and for Stable.
3 OBJECTION
But some there be that say he laughs too loud; And some do say his Head is in a Cloud. Some say his Words and Stories are so dark, They know not how by them to find his mark.
ANSWER
One may (I think) say, Both his laughs and cries May well be guessâd at by his watery eyes. Some things are of that nature as to make Oneâs Fancie chuckle, while his Heart doth ake, When Jacob saw his Rachel with the sheep, He did at the same time both kiss and weep.
Whereas some say, A Cloud is in his Head, That doth but shew how Wisdomâs covered With its own mantles, and to stir the mind To a search after what it fain would find. Things that seem to be hid in words obscure, Do but the Godly mind the more allure; To study what those sayings should contain That speak to us in such a Cloudy strain.
I also know a dark Similitude Will on the Fancie more itself intrude, And will stick faster in the Heart and Head, Than things from Similies not borrowed.
Wherefore my Book, let no discouragement Hinder thy travels. Behold, thou art sent To Friends, not foes: to Friends that will give place To thee, thy Pilgrims and thy words embrace.
Besides, what my first Pilgrim left concealâd, Thou my brave Second Pilgrim hast revealâd; What Christian left lockât up, and went his way, Sweet Christiana opens with her Key.
4 OBJECTION
But some love not the method of your first, Romance they count it, throwât away as dust. If I should meet with such, what should I say? Must I slight them as they slight me, or may?
ANSWER
My Christiana, if with such thou meet, By all means in all loving wise them greet; Render them not reviling for revile; But if they frown, I prithee on them smile; Perhaps âtis Nature, or some ill report, Has made them thus despise, or thus retort.
Some love no Cheese, some love no Fish, and some Love not their Friends, nor their own House or Home Some start at Pig, slight Chicken, love not Fowl, More than they love a Cuckow or an Owl; Leave such, my Christiana, to their choice, And seek those who to find thee will rejoice; By no means strive, but in all humble wise Present thee to them in thy Pilgrimâs guise.
Go then my little Book, and shew to all That entertain, and bid thee welcome shall, What thou shalt keep close, shut up from the rest, And wish what thou shalt shew them may be blest To them for good, may make them chuse to be Pilgrims better by far than thee or me.
Go then, I say, tell all men who thou art, Say, I am Christiana, and my part Is now, with my four Sons, to tell you what It is for men to take a Pilgrimâs lot:
Go also tell them who and what they be, That now do go on Pilgrimage with thee; Say, Hereâs my Neighbor Mercy, she is one That has long time with me a Pilgrim gone. Come see her in her Virgin Face, and learn âTwixt Idle ones and Pilgrims to discern. Yea, let young Damsels learn of her to prize The World which is to come, in any wise. When little tripping Maidens follow God, And leave old doting Sinners to his Rod; âTis like those days wherein the young ones cried Hosanah, to whom old ones did deride.
Next tell them of old Honest, who you found With his white hairs treading the Pilgrimâs ground. Yea, tell them how plain-hearted this man was, How after his good Lord he bare his Cross; Perhaps with some grey Head this may prevail With Christ to fall in Love, and Sin bewail.
Tell them also how Master Fearing went On Pilgrimage, and how the time he spent In Solitariness, with Fears and Cries, And how at last he won the joyful Prize. He was a good man, though much down in Spirit, He is a good man, and doth Life inherit.
Tell them of Master Feeble-mind also, Who not before, but still behind would go; Shew them also how he had like been slain, And how one Great-heart did his life regain. This man was true of Heart, thoâ weak in Grace, One might true Godliness read in his Face. Then tell them of Master Ready-to-halt, A man with Crutches, but much without fault; Tell them how Master Feeble-mind and he Did love, and in opinions much agree. And let all know, thoâ weakness was their chance, Yet sometimes one could sing, the other dance.
Forget not Master Valiant-for-the-truth, That Man of courage, though a very Youth. Tell every one his Spirit was so stout, No man could ever make him face about, And how Great-heart and he could not forbear, But put-down Doubting Castle, slay Despair.
Overlook not Master Despondancie, Nor Much-afraid, his daughter, thoâ they lie Under such Mantles as may make them look (With some) as if their God had them forsook. They softly went, but sure, and at the end Found that the Lord of Pilgrims was their Friend. When thou hast told the world of all these things, Then turn about, my Book, and touch these strings, Which if but touched, will such Musick make, Theyâll make a Cripple dance, a Gia...