List of Illustrations.

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CHRISTIAN AND THE LIONS

45

CHRISTIAN IN THE VALLEY OF THE SHADOW OF DEATH 67

GIANT DESPAIR THREATENING THE PILGRIMS

129

CHRISTIAN AND HOPEFUL ENTERING THE RIVER

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Would'st thou divert thyself from melancholy?
Would'st thou be pleasant, yet be far from folly?
Would'st thou read riddles and their explanation,
Or else be drowned in thy contemplation?

Dost thou love picking meat? Or would'st thou see
A man the clouds, and hear him speak to thee?
Would'st thou be in a dream, and yet not sleep?
Or would'st thou in a moment laugh and weep?
Would'st thou lose thyself and catch no harm,
And find thyself again without a charm?

Would'st read thyself, and read thou know'st not what,
And yet know whether thou art blest or not,

By reading the same lines? O then come hither,
And lay my book, thy head, and heart together.

THE

PILGRIM'S PROGRESS.

As I was walking through the wilderness of this world, I lighted on a certain place where was a den, and laid me down in that place to sleep; and as I slept, I dreamed a dream. I dreamed, and behold, I saw a man clothed in rags, standing in a certain place, with his face from his own house, a book in his hand, and a great burden upon his back. I looked, and saw him open the book, and read therein and as he read, he wept and trembled; and not being able longer to contain, he brake out with a lamentable cry, saying, "What shall I do ?"

In this plight, therefore, he went home, and restrained himself as long as he could, that his wife and children should not perceive his distress; but he could not be silent long, because his trouble increased; wherefore, at length, he brake his mind to his wife and children, and thus he began to talk to them: 66 O my dear wife," said he, " and you, the children of my bowels, I, your dear friend, am in myself undone, by reason of a burden that lieth hard upon me: moreover, I am certainly informed, that this our city will be burned with fire from heaven; in which fearful over

THE

PILGRIM'S PROGRESS

FROM

THIS WORLD TO THAT WHICH IS TO COME.

BY

JOHN BUNYAN.

"This book, it chalketh out before thine eyes
The man that seeks the everlasting prize :
It shows you whence he comes, whither he goes;
What he leaves undone; also what he does:
It also shows you how he runs and runs,
Till he unto the Gate of Glory comes."

LONDON:

THOMAS MURBY, 32, BOUVERIE STREET, FLEET STREET, E.C.

AND

SIMPKIN, MARSHALL & CO., STATIONERS' HALL COURT.

1864.

141. k. 215.