The pilgrim's progress, from this world to that which is to come . bor again, where forawhile he sat down and wept;but at last (as Providence wouldhave it), looking sorrowfullydown under the settle, there heespied his roll, the which he, withtrembling and haste, catched up,and put it into his bosom. Butwho can tell how joyful this manwas when he had gotten his rollagain ? for this roll was the assur-ance of his life and acceptance atthe desired haven. Therefore helaid it up in his bosom, givingthanks to God for directing hiseye to the place where it lay, andwith joy and tears betook himselfaga
The pilgrim's progress, from this world to that which is to come . bor again, where forawhile he sat down and wept;but at last (as Providence wouldhave it), looking sorrowfullydown under the settle, there heespied his roll, the which he, withtrembling and haste, catched up,and put it into his bosom. Butwho can tell how joyful this manwas when he had gotten his rollagain ? for this roll was the assur-ance of his life and acceptance atthe desired haven. Therefore helaid it up in his bosom, givingthanks to God for directing hiseye to the place where it lay, andwith joy and tears betook himselfagain to his journey. But oh,how nimbly now did he go up therest of the hill! Yet, before he got up, the sun went down upon Christian; and thismade him again recall the vanity of his sleeping to his remembrance; and thus hebcgkn again to condole with himself, Oh, thou sinful sleep! how for thy sake am I-like to be benighted in my journey. I must walk without the sun, darkness mustcover the path of my feet, and I must hear the noise of the doleful creatures, because. Timorous. WATCHFUL THE PORTER. 65 of my sinful sleep ! Now also lie remembered the story that Mistrust and Timoroustold him, of how they were frighted with the sight of the lions. Then said Christianto himself again, These beasts range in the night for their prey; and if they shouldmeet with me in the dark, how should I shift them ? how should I escape being tornin pieces ? Thus he went on his way. But, while he was thus bewailing his un-happy miscarriage, he lifted up his eyes, and behold, there was a very stately palacebefore him, the name of which was Beautiful, and it stood just by the highway side. So I saw in my dream that he made haste,and went forward, that, if possible, he mightget lodging there. Now, before he had gonefar, he entered into a very narrow passage,which was about a furlong off the Porterslodge; and looking very narrowly before himas he went, he espied two lions in the , thought he, I see t
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