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
Then they tried to look; but the remembrance of that last thing, that
the shepherds had showed them, made their hands shake, by means of which
hindrance they could not look steadily through the glass; yet they
thought they saw something like the gate, and also some of the glory of
the place. Thus they went away, and sang this song:
"Thus by the shepherds secrets are revealed,
Which from all other men are kept concealed.
Come to the shepherds, then, if you would see
Things deep, things hid, and that mysterious be."
When they were about to depart, one of the shepherds gave them a note of
the way. Another of them bid them beware of the Flatterer. The third bid
them take heed that they slept not upon the Enchanted Ground. And the
fourth bid them God speed.
So I awoke from my dream.
CHAPTER IX.
[Sidenote: THEY OVERTAKE IGNORANCE]
And I slept, and dreamed again, and saw the same two pilgrims going down
the mountains along the highway towards the city. Now, a little below
these mountains, on the left hand, lieth the country of Conceit; from
which country there comes into the way in which the pilgrims walked a
little crooked lane. Here, therefore, they met with a very brisk lad,
that came out of that country, and his name was Ignorance. So Christian
asked him from what parts he came, and whither he was going.
IGNOR. Sir, I was born in the country that lieth off there a little on
the left hand, and I am going to the Celestial City.
CHRIS. But how do you think to get in at the gate? for you may find some
difficulty there.
IGNOR. As other people do.
CHRIS. But what have you to show at the gate, that may cause that the
gate should be opened to you?
IGNOR. I know my Lord's will, and have been a good liver; I pay every
man his own; I pray, fast, pay money to the church and give to the poor,
and have left my country for whither I am going.
CHRIS. But thou camest not in at the wicket-gate that is at the head of
this way: thou camest in hither through that same crooked lane; and
therefore I fear, however thou mayest think of thyself, when the
reckoning day shall come, thou wilt have laid to thy charge that thou
art a thief and a robber, instead of getting admittance into the city.
IGNOR. Gentlemen, ye be utter strangers to me: I know you not: be
content to follow the custom of your country, and I will follow the
custom of mine. I hope all will be well. And, as for the gate that you
talk of, all the world knows that that is a great way off of our
country. I cannot think that any man in all our parts doth so much as
know the way to it; nor need they matter whether they do or no, since we
have, as you see, a fine, pleasant green lane, that comes down from our
country, the next way into the way.
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