The Pilgrim's Progress by John Bunyan Every Child Can ReadBunyan, John
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The Pilgrim's Progress by John Bunyan Every Child Can Read
Bunyan, John
Christian life -- Juvenile literature; Christian pilgrims and pilgrimages -- Juvenile literature
FEEBLE. Then said the poor man, "I am a sickly man, as you see; and
because death did usually once a day knock at my door, I thought I
should never be well at home: so I betook myself to a pilgrim's life,
and have travelled hither from the town of Uncertain, where I and my
father were born. I am a man of no strength at all of body, nor yet of
mind, but would, if I could, though I can but crawl, spend my life in
the pilgrims' way. When I came at the gate that is at the head of the
way, the Lord of that place did entertain me freely; neither objected He
against my weakly looks, nor against my feeble mind, but gave me such
things as were necessary for my journey, and bid me hope to the end.
When I came to the house of the Interpreter, I received much kindness
there; and because the Hill Difficulty was judged too hard for me, I was
carried up that by one of his servants. Indeed, I have found much
relief from pilgrims: though none were willing to go so softly as I am
forced to do, yet still as they came on they bid me be of good cheer,
and said that it was the will of their Lord that comfort should be given
to the feeble-minded, and so went on their own pace. When I was come to
Assault Lane, then this giant met with me, and bid me prepare for an
encounter. But, alas! feeble one that I was, I had more need of a
cordial; so he came up and took me. I believed not that he should kill
me. Also when he got me into his den, since I went not with him
willingly, I believed I should come out alive again; for I have heard
that not any pilgrim that is taken captive by violent hands, if he keeps
heart-whole towards his Master, is, by the laws of Providence, to die by
the hands of the enemy. Robbed I looked to be, and robbed to be sure I
am; but I have, as you see, escaped with life, for the which I thank my
King as author, and you as the means. Other brunts I also look for; but
this I have resolved on--to wit, to run when I can, to go when I cannot
run, and to creep when I cannot go. As to the principal thing, I thank
Him that loves me, I am fixed: my way is before me, my mind is beyond
the river that has no bridge, though I am, as you see, but of a feeble
mind."
HON. Then said old Mr. Honest, "Have not you some time ago been
acquainted with one Mr. Fearing, a pilgrim?"
FEEBLE. Acquainted with him! yes; he came from the town of Stupidity,
which lies four degrees northward of the City of Destruction, and as
many off of where I was born; yet we were well acquainted, for indeed he
was my uncle, my father's brother. He and I have been much of a temper:
he was a little shorter than I, but yet we were much of a complexion.
HON. I perceive you know him, and I am apt to believe also that you are
related one to another; for you have his whitely look, a cast like his
with your eye, and your speech is much alike.
FEEBLE. Most have said so that have known us both; and besides, what I
have read in him I have for the most part found in myself.
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