THE PILGRIM’S PROGRESS
From This World to That Which Is To Come
by
John Bunyan
This edition published by Dreamscape Media LLC, 2018
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Contents
The Author’s Apology for His Book
1 Christian flees from the City of Destruction
2 Christian is pursued by Obstinate and Pliable
3 Christian and Pliable converse along the way
4 Christian and Pliable confront the Slough of Despond
5 Christian encounters Mr. Worldly-Wiseman
6 Christian seeks after the Town of Morality
7 Christian arrives at the Wicket-gate
8 Christian is instructed at the house of the Interpreter
9 Christian arrives at the Place of Deliverance
10 Christian overtakes Simple, Sloth, and Presumption
11 Christian converses with Formalist and Hypocrisy
12 Christian ascends the Hill Difficulty
13 Christian is approached by Timorous and Mistrust
14 Christian meets lion-sized opposition
15 Christian resides at the Palace Beautiful
16 Christian enters into battle with Apollyon
17 Christian confronts the Valley of the Shadow of Death
18 Christian overtakes and converses with Faithful
19 Christian and Faithful converse with Talkative
20 Evangelist reappears to give timely warning
21 Christian and Faithful on trial at Vanity Fair
22 Christian and Hopeful converse with By-Ends
23 The silver mine at the hill Lucre
24 The monument to Lot’s
25 Christian and Hopeful are captured by Giant Despair
26 Christian and Hopeful at the Delectable Mountains
27 Christian and Hopeful first encounter Ignorance
28 The terrifying end of Turn-away
29 The colorless testimony of Little-faith
30 Christian and Hopeful snared by the Flatterer
31 Christian and Hopeful meet returning Atheist
32 Christian and Hopeful cross the Enchanted Ground
33 The comforting delights of Beulah Land
34 Christian and Hopeful encounter the River of Death
35 Christian and Hopeful are welcomed into heaven
36 The fearful end of Ignorance
THE AUTHOR’S APOLOGY
FOR HIS BOOK
WHEN at the first I took my pen in hand
Thus for to write, I did not understand
That I at all should make a little book
In such a mode: nay, I had undertook
To make another, which, when almost done,
Before I was aware, I this begun.
And thus it was: I, writing of the way
And race of saints, in this our gospel day,
Fell suddenly into an allegory
About their journey, and the way to glory,
In more than twenty things which I set down.
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 so fast,
I’ll put you by yourselves, lest you at last
Should prove ad infinitum, and eat out
The book that I already am about.
Well, so I did; but yet I did not think
To show to all the world my pen and ink
In such a mode; I only thought to make
I knew not what; nor did I undertake
Thereby to please my neighbour: no, not I;
I did it my own self to gratify.
Neither did I but vacant seasons spend
In this my scribble; nor did I intend
But to divert myself in doing this
From worser thoughts which make me do amiss.
Thus, I set pen to paper with delight,
And quickly had my thoughts in black and white.
For, having now my method by the end,
Still as I pulled, it came; and so I penned
It down: until it came at last to be,
For length and breadth, the bigness which you see.
Well, when I had thus put mine ends together,
I showed them others, that I might see whether
They would condemn them, or them justify:
And some said, Let them live; some, Let them die;
Some said, JOHN, print it; others said, Not so;
Some said, It might do good; others said, No.
Now was I in a strait, and did not see
Which was the best thing to be done by me:
At last I thought, Since you are thus divided,
I print it will, and