The Pilgrim's Progress

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Mary Ann Spiegel

The Pilgrim's Progress, Part 2: Christiana

01 - The Author’s Apology For His Book

02 - The First Stage

03 - The Second Stage

04 - The Third Stage

05 - The Fourth Stage

06 - The Fifth Stage

07 - The Sixth Stage

08 - The Seventh Stage

09 - The Eighth Stage

10 - The Ninth Stage

The author's way of sending forth his second part of the pilgrim Go. Now my little book to every place where my first pilgrim has but shown his face, call it their door. If any say who is there, then answer. Thou Christiana is here. If they bid, they come in, then enter thou with all thy boys and then as thou <unk> tell who they are also from. Once they came, perhaps they'll know them by their looks or name, but if they should not ask them yet again, if formally they did not entertain one Christian a pilgrim. If they say they did and were delighted in his way, then let them know that these related were unto him. Yay. 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 overcome a many evils. Ye tell them also of the next who have of love to pilgrimage Ben Stout and brave defenders of that way and how they still refuse this world to do. Their father's will go tell them also of these dainty things that pilgrimage unto the pilgrim brings. Let them acquainted be to how they are beloved at their king under his care. What goodly mansions he for them provides though they meet with rough winds and swelling tides how brave a calm they will enjoy it. Last who? To their Lord and by his ways hold fast perhaps with heart and hand they will embrace the as they did my first thing and will grace the and thy fellows with such cheer and fair as show? Well they of pilgrim's lovers are objection one, but how if they will not believe of me that I am truly thine cause some there be that counterfeit the pilgrim in 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 to true. Some have of late to counterfeit my pilgrim to their own, my title set. Yay. Others half my name and title two has stitched to their books to make them do but yet they by their features do declare themselves not mine to be whose air they are. If such <unk> then th only way before them all is to say out thy say in thunk native native language, which no man now use it nor with ease. Dissemble can if after all they still of you shall doubt thinking that you like Gypsies go about him naughty wise, the country to defile or that you seek good people to beguile with things unwarranted send for me and I will testify you pilgrims. B yay. I will testify that only you my pilgrims are and that alone will do objection two. But yet perhaps I may inquire for him of those who wish him damned life and limb. What shall I do when at such a door for pilgrim's Ask and they shall rage the more answer fright not by self. My book for such bug bears are nothing else but ground for groundless spheres. My pilgrim's book has traveled sea and land, yet I could never come to understand that it was slighted or turned out of door by any kingdom were they rich or poor? In France and Flanders where men kill each other, my pilgrim is esteemed A friend, a brother in Holland. To it is said as I'm told my pilgrim is with some worth more than gold. Highlanders and wild Irish can agree my pilgrim should familiar with them Be T in New England under such advance receives there so much loving continents as to be trimmed new clothed and decked with gems that it might show its features and its limbs. Yet more so calmly death my pilgrim walk that of him thousands daily sing and talk. If you draw near her home, it'll appear My pilgrim knows no ground of shame or fear. City and country will him entertain with welcome pilgrim. Yay. They can't refrain from smiling. If my pilgrim B but bye or shows his head in any company brave gallant, do my pilgrim hug and love esteem it much yay value it above things of greater bulk. Yay. With delight say my lark's leg is better than a kite. Young ladies and young gentle women too do not small kindness to my pilgrim show their cabinets, their bosoms and their hearts. My pilgrim has cuz he to them imparts his pretty riddles in such wholesome strains as yield them prophet double to their pains of reading. Yay. 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 meat salute him will will wish him well and say he is the only stippling 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. Yay some that did not love him at the first but called him fool and naughty say they must Now they have seen and heard him him commend and to those whom they love, they do hims send Where for my second part, thou need us not be afraid to show thy hand. None can hurt thee that wish but well to him that went before cuz thou come after with a second store of things as good, as rich, as profitable for young and old, for staggering and for stable. Objection three. 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 guessed at by his watery eyes. Some things are of that nature as to make one's fancy chuckle while his heart death ache 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 death but show his wisdoms covered with his own mantle and to stir the mind to search well after what it Fein would find things that seem to be hid in words, obscure or do, but the godly mind the more allure to study what those saying should contain that speak to us since such a cloudy strain. I also know a dark similitude will on the curious, fancy, more intrude and will stick faster in the heart and head than things from simile is not borrowed. Therefore my book Let no discouragement hinder thy travels. Behold bower 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 concealed thou my brave second pilgrim has revealed what Christian left, locked up and went his way. Sweet Christiana opens with her key objection four. But some love not the method of your first romance. They count it, throw it away as dust. If I should meet with such, what should I say? Must I slide them as they slight me or nay? Answer my Christiana. If with such thou meat, by all means in all loving wise them greet, render them. Not reviling for revile, but if they frown, I privy on them. Smile perhaps to nature or some ill report has made them thus despise or thus retort. Some love, no fish, some love, no cheese and some love not their friends nor their own house or home. Some start at pig slight chicken love not foul more than they love a cuckoo or an owl. Leave such my christiana to their choice and seek. Those who define thee will rejoice by no means strive, but in the most humble wise present thee to them in thy pilgrim's skies. Go then my little book and show to all that. Entertain and bid the welcome shall what thou shalt keep close. Shut up from the rest and wish what thou shalt show them may be blessed to them for good and make them choose to be pilgrims by better far than thee or me go then I say tell all men who thou art. Say I'm Christiana and my part is now with my four sons to tell you what it is. For men to take a pilgrim's lot go also tell them who and what they be that now do go on pilgrimage with the say. Here's my neighbor mercy. She is one that has long time with me. A pilgrim gone. Come see her in her virgin face and learn twixt, idle ones and pilgrims to discern ye 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. Dislike those days wherein the young ones cried. Hosanna when the old ones did deride. Next tell them of old honest whom you found with his white hairs treading the pilgrim's ground. Yay. Tell them how plain hearted this man was. How after his good Lord he bore the cross perhaps with some gray head, this may prevail with Christ to fall in love and sin be whale. 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 death life inherit. Tell them of master feeble mind. Also who not before but still behind would go show them also how he had liked Ben Lane and how one great heart did his life regain. This man was true of heart, though weak in grace. One might true godliness. Read in his face. Tell them two 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 opinion, much agree and let all know the 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 everyone his spirit was so stout, no man could ever make him face about and how great heart and he could not for bear, but pull down doubting castle, slay, despair, overlooked, not master despondent nor much afraid. His daughter, though they lie under such mantles as may make them look with some as if their God had them forsook, they softly went, be sure and at the end found that the Lord of pilgrims was their friend. When thou has told the world of all these things, then turn about my book and touched these strings, which if but touched will such music make, they'll make a cripple dance a giant quake. Those riddles that lie couched within my breast. Freely profound expound. And for the rest of the mysterious lines, let them remain for those whose nimble fancies shall them gain. Now may this little book a blessing be to those who love this little book and me and may it inspire, have no cause to say his money is but lost or thrown away. Yay. May the second pilgrim yield that fruit as may with each good pilgrim's fancy suit. And may it some persuade that go astray to turn their feet and heart to the right way is the hearty prayer of the author John Bunion.

John Bunyan

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01 - The Author’s Apology For His Book

02 - The First Stage

03 - The Second Stage

04 - The Third Stage

05 - The Fourth Stage

06 - The Fifth Stage

07 - The Sixth Stage

08 - The Seventh Stage

09 - The Eighth Stage

10 - The Ninth Stage

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