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To his Worthy Friend, the Author of **The Third Part of the Pilgrim's Progress, upon Perufal thereof, &c.
THO many Things are writ to pleafe the Age,
Amongst the reft, for this I dare engage;
Where Virtue dwells, it will Acceptance find,
And to your Pilgrim, most that read, be kind,
But all to pleafe, would be a Task as hard,
As for the Winds from blowing to be barr'd.
The peaus Chriftian in a Mirroir here
May fee the promi'd Land, and without Fear
Of threaten'd Danger, bravely travel on
Until his fourney he has fafely one,
And does arrive upon the happy Share
Where Foys mereafe, and Sorrow is no mores Cheese,
This is a DREAM not fai'ious as of oid,
In this Express the Sacred Truths are told
That dolto our eternal Peace belong.
And after Mourning change unto a Songe
Of glorious Triumphs that are without End,
e but bravely for the Prize contend.
No Pilgrimage like this can make us bleft,
Since it us brings to everlafting Reft.
So well in every Part the Scene is laid,
That it to charm the Reader may be faid
With curious Fancy, and create Delight,
Which to an Imitation mult invite
And happy are they, that
wrought flormy Seas,"
And Dangers, feek Adventras like to thefe
Who fell the World for this great Pearl of Price,
Which, once procur'd, will purchafe Paradife
He who in fuch a Bark does fpread his Sailk,
Need never fear at left those profprous Gales
That will conduct him to a Land where by
Shall feel no Storms, but in a Calm fhall be
Where, crown'd with Glery, he fhall fit and fing
Eternal Praife to his Redeeming King,
Who conquering Death defpoiled of bis Sting.
So wishes your faithful Friend,
Thefe Lines are humbly Recommended
to the READER; Written upon the Perufal of this BOOK, & ]
MN Reading of this BOOK,
plainly find, The Thoughts are fuited to the Author's Mind: For be who Virtue loves, of Virtue fpeaks,
And the ftrong Chain of Vice with Courage breaks; 3.1 What here at first feem'd clouded, foon reveals
The Pilgrim's Toys, which be no more conceals ;
But till he tires his Patience and his Love,
To travel towords the Kingdom that's above,
Some interpofing Fears have Time to reign;
But thefe by Faith expe Td, his Siul again
Clears up, and like the Bow that paints the Skies,
After a Shower, (on which Mankind relies
As a fure Pledge the Deluge fhall no more
Make all one boundless Sea without a Shore)
Gives certain Hopes that Heaven's Anger's past,
And he his Lot in a blefs'd Land has caft.
You write fo plainly, that the weakest Mind,
Under Similitudes, may Comfort find.
A Guide to you, that by the Hand does lead
Thoft Pilgrims that the heavenly Road doos tread,
And tells them always where the Danger
How to Rep over, or to wifely miss
The Stumbling blocks that Satan daily lays
To overthrow them that mind not their Ways.
So being bruiz'd against Rocks of Despair,
Or Doubt, or Fear, they know not how nor where,
They faint and languifh in the middle Way,
Or back to Egypt hafte without Delays
Preferring Darkness to the glorious Day
They were approaching This Book has my Voice,
And is, of all in this Kind, the most Choice;
Perufe it well, and you will find it reach
From Earth to Heav'n, in what it well does Teach:
If you'd be bleft, then mind what it does Preathe
FTER the two former Dreams conGerning Chriftian, and Chriftiana his Wife, with their Children and Companions Pilgrimage from the City of Defeation, to the Region of Glory, I fell afleep again, and the Vifions of my Head returned upon me I dreamed another Dream, and behold, There appeared unto me a great Multitude of People, in feveral diftinct Companies and Bands, travelling from the City of Defiruction, the Town of Carnal Policy, the Village of Morality, and from the reft of the Cities, Towns, Villages and Hamlets that belong to the Valley of Deftruc tion: For fo was the whole Country, called that Jay on this Side of the Wicket-gate, which the Man Evangelift fhewed unto Chriftian; and fo was alfo all that Country called, that was fitua