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What shall.I do, when I at such a door
For Pilgrims ask, and they hall rage the more?
ANS WE R.
Fright not thyself, my book, fer such bugbears
Ale nothing else huc ground for groundless fears.
My Pilgrim's book has travellej sea and land,
Yet could. I never come to understand
That is was flighied, or turn'd out of door
By any kingdom, were they rich or poor.
In France and Flanders, where inen kill each of
My Pilgrim is eltecm'd a friend, a brother.
in Holland 100, 'ris faid, as I am cold,
My Pilgrim is, with some, worth more than gold.
Highlanders, and wild Irish can agice
My Pilgrim Cou'd familiar with them be.
'Tis in New-England under such advance,
Receives there so much loving countenance,
As to be nimmd, new cloath'd, and deck'd with ged
That it may thew its features and its limbs,
Yet more ; fo commcn doth my Pilgrini walk,
That of him thousands daily fing and talk.
If you draw nearer home, it will appear 2
My Pilgrim knows no ground of shame or fear;
City and country both will entertaine
With, Welcome, Pilgrim, yea, they can't refrain
From smiling, if my Pilgrim be but by,
Or shews his head in any company
Brave gallants do my Pilgrim hug and love,
Efteem it much, yea, value it above
Things of a greater bulk; yea, 'with delight,
Sav, my lark's leg is better than a kite,
Young ladies, and young gentle women too,
Do no small kindness to my Pilgrim thew;
Their cabinets, their bofums, and their hearts
My pilgrim has, 'cause he to them imparts
His pretty rideles, in such wñolesome strains,
As yields 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 Areet,
I they do but my haly Pilgrim meet, ? aluie him will, will with him well, and say, de is the only ftripling of the day.
The people that have seen him yet admire
Vhat they have heard of him, and yet desire
Po have his company, and hear him tell
Ex Chose pilgriin stories which he knows so well:
Yea. some that did not love him at the first, at call'd him fool and noddy, say they must,
low they have seen and heard hin, him commend, Find to those wbom they love they do him send,
Wherefore, my Second Part, thou need'ft not be fraid to thew thy head, non can hurt thee That wish but well to him that went before, Cause thou com'it after with a lecond store Di things as good, as rich, as profitable, pr young, for old, for itagg'ring, and for ftable.
3. OB.] E c TI O N., 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,
ANSWE R. One may (I think) fay, both his laughs and cris: - May well be guessed at by his wat ry eyes..
Some things are of that nature, as to make
- One's fancy chuckle, while his heart doch ach;
When Jacob saw his Rachel with the sheep,
He did at the same time both kiss and wecp.
Whereas some say, A cloud is on his head,
That doch but New his wifdom's cover'd
With his own mantle, and to stir the mind
'To search well after what it fain would find :
Things that seem to be bid in words obscure,
Do but the godly mind the more allure
To study what those sayings might contain,
That speak to us in such a cloudy train,
I also know a dark fimilitude
Will on a Curious fancy more intrude,
And will fick faster in the heart and head,
Than things from fimilies not borrowed.
Wherefore, my book, let no discouragement
Hinder thy travels : Behold, thou art lent
To friends, not foes, to friends that will give place
To thee, my pilgrim, and thy words embrace:
Besides, what my first Pilgrim left conceal'd, Thou, my brave second Pilgrim, had reveald: What Chriftian left lock'd up, and went his way, Sweet Chrifliana opens with her key.
OB I E' c T I. ON. But some love not the method of your Romance they count it, throw't away as duft. If I should meet with such; what fhould I fay; Must I fight them as they fight me, or nay?
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 (mile;
Perhaps 'cis nature, or some ill report,
Has made them thus despise, or thus retort.
Some love no filh, some lave no cheese, and some
Love not their friends, nor their own house or home.
Some fart at pig, night chicken, love not fowl,
More than they love a cuckow, or an owl,
Leave fuch, my Chriftiana, to their choice,
And seek those who co find thee will rejoice ;
By no means strive, but, in molt humble wise,
Present thee to them in thy Pilgrim's guise.
Go then, my little book, and few to all That entertain, and bid thee welcome fall,
What thou shalt keep close thut up from the rek,
ind with what thou shalt (bew them may be blett *To them for good, and make them chuse to be
Pilgrims by better far than thee and me
Go then, I say, cell all men who thou arti ** Jay, I am Chriftiana, and my part
$now, with my four fons, to tell you what
e 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 thee;
lay, here's my neighbour Mercy, she is one,
That has long time with me a Pilgrim gone;
Dome, fee her in her virgin face, and learn
Twixt idle ones and Pilgrims to discern.
Pea let young darnsels learn of her to prize
The world which is to come in any wise:
When licle tripping maidens follow God, - And leave old dotting finners to his rod,
Tis like those days wherein the young ones cry'd, 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:
Yca, tell them how plain hearted this man was ;
How after this good Lord he bare the cross :.
Perhaps with loine grey head this. may prevail
With Christ to fall in love, and fin bewail.
Tell them also how Malter Fearing went
On Pilgrimage, and how the time he spent
In Lolitariness, with fears and cries,..
And how, at last, be won the joyful prize: .
He was a good man, tho' much down in fpirit;
He is a good man and doch life inherit.
Tell them of Matter Feeble-mind allo, i
Who nor before, but still behind would go ; .
Shew them allo how he'd like t'have been drin,
And how one Great heart did his life regain :
This man was true of heart, tho weak in grace,
One might true godliness read in his face.
Then tell them of Master Rearly-to-halt,
A man with crutches, but much without fault i
Tell them how Mafter Feeble mind and he
Did love, and in opinion much agree:
And ler all know, tho' weakness was their chance,
Yet sometimes one would fing, the other dance.
Forget not Mafter Valiant-for-the-l'ruth,
That man of Courage, though a very youth:
Tell every one his fpirit was so stout,
No man could ever make him face about ;
And how Great-heart and he could not forbear,
But put down Doubting. Caftle, dew Despair.
Overlook not Mafter Defpondency,
Nor Much-afraid his daughter, tho' they lie
Under such maniles as may make them look
(With some) as if their God had them forlook,
They foftly went, but fure, and at the end
Found that the Lord of Pilgrims was their friend.
When thou haft told the world of all these things, Then turn about, my book, and touch these strings; Which, if but touched, will such music make, They'll make a cripple dance, a giant quake.
Tbose riddles that lie couch'd within thy breast
Free propound, expound; and for the reft
Of thy mysterious lines, let them remain
For those whose nimble fancies Ihall them gain.
Now.may this little book a blefing be
To those who love this little book and me;
And may its buyer have no cause to say,
His money is but loft, or thrown away;
Yea, may this 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 hearts to the right way,