That they have met with hardships in the way,
That they do meet with troubles night and day;
That they have trod on Serpents, fought with
Have alfo overcome a many evils. (Devils,

Yea tell them alfo of the next, who have
Of love to Pilgrimage been stout and brave
Defenders of that way, and how they still
Refufe this World, to do their Fathers will.
Go, tell them alfo of thofe dainty things,
That Pilgrimage unto the Pilgrim brings,
Let them acquainted be, too, how they are
Beloved of their King, under his care;
What goodly Mansions for them he provides,
Tho they meet with rough Winds, and fwelling
How brave a calm they will enjoy at last,(Tides
Who to their Lord, and by his ways hold fast.

Perhaps with heart and hand they will imbrace Thee, as they did my firstling, and will Grace Thee, and thy fellows with fuch chear and fair, As fhew will, they of Pilgrims lovers are.

1. Object.

But how if they will not believe of me That I am truly thine, 'cause fome there be That Counterfeit the Pilgrim, and his name, Seek by disguise to seem the very fame. And by that means have wrought themselves into The Hands and Houses of I know not who.

Anf.

'Tis true, fome have of late, to Counterfeit
My Pilgrim, to their own, my Title fet;
Yea others, half my Name and Title too;
Have stitched to their Book, to make them do;
But yet they by their Features do declare
Themselves not mine to be, whofe ere they are.
If fuch thou meetst with, then thine only way
Before them all, is, to fay out thy fay,
In thine own native Language, which no man
Now ufeth, nor with eafe diffemble can.

If after all, they still of you shall doubt,
Thinking that you like Gipfies go about,
In naughty-wife the Countrey to defile,
Or that you feek good People to beguile
With things unwarrantable: Send for me
And I will Testifie, you Pilgrims be;
Yea, I will Testifie that only you
My Pilgrims are; And that alone will do.
2. Object.

But yet, perhaps, I may enquire for him,
Of those that with him Damned life and limb,
What fhall I do, when I at fuch a door,
For Pilgrims ask, and they fhall rage the more?
Answer.

Fright not thy felf my Book, for fuch Bugbears, Are nothing else but ground for groundless fears, My Pilgrims Book has travel'd Sea and Land, Yet could I never come to understand,

That it was flighted, or turn'd out of Dior
By any Kingdom,were they Rich or Poor. (other
In France and Flanders where men kill each
My Pilgrim is esteem'd a Friend, a Brother.

In Holland too, 'tis faid, as I am told,
My Pilgrim is with fome, worth more than Gold.
Highlanders, and Wild-Irish can agree,
My Pilgrim fhould familiar with them be.

'Tis in New-England under fuch advance, Receives there fo much loving Countenance, As to be Trim'd, new-Cloth'd,& deck't with Gems, That it may fhew its Features, and its Limbs, Yet more; fo comely doth my Pilgrim walk, That of him thousands daily Sing and talk.

If you draw nearer home, it will appear My Pilgrim knows no ground, of shame, or fear; City, and Countrey will him Entertain, With welcome Pilgrim. Yea, they can't refrain From fmiling, if my Pilgrim be but by, Or fhews his head in any Company.

Brave Galants do my Pilgrim hug and love, Esteem it much, yea value it above Things of a greater bulk, yea, with delight, Say my Larks leg is better then a Kite.

Young Ladys, and young Gentle-women too, Do no fmall kindness to my Pilgrim shew; Their Cabinets, their Bofoms, and their Hearts My Pilgrim has, 'cause he to them imparts,

His

His pretty riddles in fuch wholfome straines
As yields them profit double to their paines
Of reading. Yea, I think I may be bold
To fay fome prize him far above their Gold

The very Children that do walk the street,
If they do but my holy Pilgrim meet,
Salute him will, will wish him well and fay,
He is the only Stripling of the Day.

They that have never seen him, yet admire
What they have heard of him, and much defire
To have his Company, and hear him tell
Thofe Pilgrim ftoryes which he knows so well.

Yea, fome who did not love him at the first, But cal'd him Fool, and Noddy, fay they must Now they have feen & heard him, him commend, And to those whom they love, they do him fend.

Wherefore my Second Part, thou needst not be Afraid to fhew thy Head: None can hurt thee, That wish but well to him, that went before, 'Caufe thou com'st after with a Second store, Of things as good, as rich as profitable, For Young, for Old, for Stag'ring and for stable. 3 Object.

But fome there be that fay he laughs too loud; And fome do fay his Head is in a Cloud. Some fay, his Words and Storys are fo dark, They know not how, by them, to find his

(mark.

Answer.

Answer.

One may (I think) say both his laughs & cryes, May well be guest at by his watry Eyes. Some things are of that Nature as to make Ones fancie Checkle while his Heart doth ake, When Jacob faw his Rachel with the Sheep, He did at the fame time both kifs and weep.

Whereas fome fay a Cloud is in his Head,
That doth but fhew how Wisdom's covered
With its own mantles: And to stir the mind
To a fearch after what it fain would find,
Things that feem to be hid in words obfcure,
Do but the Godly mind the more alure;
To study what thofe Sayings should contain,
That speak to us in fuch a Cloudy strain. j
I also know, a dark Similitude

Will on the Fancie more it felf intrude,
And will stick faster in the Heart and Head,
Then things from Similies not borrowed.

Wherefore, my Book, let no difcouragement
Hinder thy travels. Behold, thou art fent
To Friends,not foes: to Friends that will give place
To thee, thy Pilgrims, and thy words imbrace.

Befides. what my first Pilgrim left conceal'd, Thou my brave Second Pilgrim hast reveal'd What Chriftian left lock't up and went his way; Sweet Chriftiana opens with her Key. 4. Object.