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knock, supposing that entrance should have been quickly administered to him: but he was asked by the men who looked over the top of the gate, whence come you? What would you have? He answered, I have eat and drank in the presence of the King, and he has taught in our streets. Then they asked him for his certificate, that they might go in and shew it to the King; so he fumbled in his bosom for one, and found none. Then said they, Have you none? The man answered never a word. So they told the King, but they would not come down to see him, but commanded the two shining ones who conducted Christian and Hopeful to the city, to go out and take Ignorance and bind him hand and foot, and have him away. Then they took him up, and carried him, through the air, to the door which I saw on the side of the hill, and put him in there. Then I saw that there was a way to hell, even from the gates of heaven, as well as from the city of Destruction. I awoke, and behold it was a dream.
END OF THE FIRST PART.
IN THE SIMILITUDE OF A DREAM.
COURTEOUS COMPANIONS, Some time since, to tell you my dream which I had of Christian the pilgrim, and of his dangerous journey towards the celestial country, was pleasant to me, and profitable to you. I then told you also what I saw concerning his wife and children, and how unwilling they were to go with him on pil
a This second part of the Pilgrim's Progress contains a greater variety of experiences than the first. It is to be ob. served, that there are not two experiences alike in every respect, neither in the first nor second part:
itself is exactly the same; the difference lies, first, in the manner in which the pilgrims were brought into the way; and secondly, in the manner in which they were exercised after they were brought into the way. The adventures they meet with are different; their conflicts and their confolations are different; and, accord. ing to the strength or weakness of faith, fo we find the pilgrims differently affected, even with the same dificulties; one faints where another is in no wise disheartened ; and he, who
grimage; insomuch that he was forced to go on his progress without them, for he durft not run the danger of that destruction, which he feared would come upon him, by staying with them in the city of Destruction. Wherefore, as I then shewed you,
he left them and departed.
Now it hath so happened, through the multiplicity of business, that I have been much hindered and kept back from my wonted travels into those parts where he went, and fo could not, till now, obtain an opportunity to make further enquiry after those whom he left behind, that I might give an account of tņem. But, having had some concerns that way of late, I went down thither again;
at one time seemed to be so strong in the Lord that nothing could move him, at another time discovers the greatest figns of cowardice.
As the exercises of every experienced soul differ so much one from another; nay, as they differ f) much even in the same person, who at one time may be exercised in one way, at another time in another way; how imposible muft it be to lay down any certain rules, or to fix any certain standard by which faith
may be reduced to a system! Yet I would make this one remark, that all those different exercises of foul, which the Caristian experiences at different times, if they proceed from the operation of the Spirit, have a certain tendency, on one hand, to make it see its own sinfulness and misery, and, on the other hand, to make it fce the exceeding riches of God's grace, in his kindness toivards us by Jesus Christ. A broken and a contrite heart, from a sight and sense of our fin and mi. fery, and of God's rich
and free extended towards us, is so far a touchstone of true obedience, that where this is wanting there can be no true work of grace,
and having taken up my lodgings in a wood, about a mile off the place, as I Nept, I dreamed again. And, as I was in my dream, behold an aged gentleman came by where I lay; and, because he was to go fome part of the way that I was travelling, methought I got up and went with him. It seemed as if we walked together, and; as travellers usually do, that we fell into a discourse. Our talk happened to be about Christian and his travels; for thus I began with the old man.
Sir, said I, what town is that there below, which lieth on the left hand of our way?
Then said Mr. Sagacity, for that was his name, It is the city of Destruction, a populous place, but poffefsed with a very ill-conditioned and idle sort of people.
I thought it was that city, quoth I: I went once myself through that town; and therefore I know that the report you give of it is true.
Sag. Too true ; I wish I could speak the truth in speaking better of them who dwell therein.
Well, Sir, quoth I, then I perceive that you are à well-meaning man, and one who takes pleasure in hearing and telling of that which is good. Pray, did you never hear what happened some time ago in this town to a man whose name was Christian, who went on a pilgrimage towards the higher regions ?
Seg. Hear of himn! Ay; and I also heard of the molestations, troubles, wars, captivities, cries,