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That which is to Come
Deliver'd under the Simade of a
Wherein is Difcover'd
The Manner of his Setting out,
His Dangerous JOURNEY,
Safe ARRIVAL at the Defired Coun
By JOHN BUNYAN
The Six and Twentieth Edition,
Additions of New Cuts.
I bave ufed Similitudes, Hofea xii. 1
Licensed and Entred according to Order.
430 4330 483 683* † diell ile il
Printed by A. W. for J. Clarke, at the
Golden-Ball, in Duck-Lane, 1743.
The Author's Apology for his Book. HEN at the first I took my Pen in Hand, Thus for to write, I did not understand That at all fhould make a little Book" make a Ia fuch a Mode Nay, I had undertook To make anoth; which, when almost done, Before I was aware, I this begun;
And thus it was I waiting of the Way And Race of Saints in this our Gofpel Day. Fell fuddenly into an Allegory
About their Journey, and the Way to Glory,
In more than Twenty Things, which I fet dow
This done, I Twenty more had in my Crown
And they again began to multiply,
Like Sparks that from the Coals of Fire do fly.
Nay then thought I, if that you breed fo faft,
I'll put you by yourfelves, left you at laft
d prove ad Infinitum, and cat out
Rook that I already am about.
I did, but yet I did dot think
w to all the World my Pen and Ink
ha Mode, I only thought to make
new not what: Nor did I undertake
hereby to please my Neighbours; no not. I,
I did it my own felf to gratify.
"Neither did I but vacant Seasons spend
In this my Scribble; Nor did I intend
But to divert myfelf in doing this,
From worfer Thoughts which make me do amifs.
Thus I fet Pen to Paper with Delight,.
And quickly had my Thoughts in black and whit
For having now my Method by the End,
Still as I pull'd, it came; and fo I penn'd
It down, until it came at laft to be
For length and breadth the Bignefs which you fee.
Well, when I had thus put my Ends together,
I fhew'd them others, that I might fee whether
They would condemn them, or them juftifie:
And fome faid, Let them live, fome Let them die;.
Some faid John, Print it; Others faid Not fo,
Some faid, It might do good; Others faid, No.
Now I was in a Straight, and did not fee
Which was the beft Thing to be done by me:
At laft I thought, fince ye are thus divided,
I print it will, and fo the Cafe decided.
For, thought I, fome I fee would have it done, Though others in that Channel dɔ not run; To prove then who advised for the beft, Thus I thought fit to put it to the Teft.
I farther thought, if now I did deny Those that would have it, thus to gratify; I did not know but hinder them I might Of that which would to them be great Delights For thofe which were not for it's coming forth, faid to them, Offend you I am both: Yet fince your Brethren pleafed with it be, Forbear to judge, till you do further fee.
If that you will not read it, let it alone,
Some love the Meat, fome love to pick a Bone.
Yea, that I might them better moderate,
I did too with them thus expoftulate!
May I not write in fuch a Stile as this?
In fuch a Method too, and yet not miss
My End, thy Good? why may it not be done?
Dark Clouds bring Waters, when the bright bring none;
Yea, dark or bright, if they their Silver Drops
Caufe to defcend, the Earth, by yielding Crops,