OF THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS, BY BUNYAN ***
This eBook was produced by SeeWei Toh (seewei@orion.cc.andrews.edu) Some editing by Alan R. Light (alight@mercury.interpath.net) The raw text was taken from THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS, by JOHN BUNYAN Digitized by Cardinalis Etext Press, C.E.K. Posted to Wiretap in June 1993, as pilgrim.txt. [Transcribed by C.E.K. from an uncopyrighted 1942 edition.]
Notes:
1. Legends: = Sidenotes [Bible reference] = Bible references
2. Sections are numbered for future reference. These sections have been chosen arbitrarily, i.e., {1}, {2}
3. This is 'Part 1', but is a complete work in itself. Bunyan wrote a sequel ('Part 2') some years after the first part, hence the 'Parts'.
THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS From This World To That Which Is To Come
Part One
DELIVERED UNDER THE SIMILITUDE OF A DREAM BY JOHN BUNYAN
The Author's Apology for his Book
{1} 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 shew 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.
{2} 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 shewed 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 so the case decided.
{3} For, thought I, some, I see, would have it done, Though others in that channel do not run: To prove, then, who advised for the best, Thus I thought fit to put it to the test.
I further 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 delight.
For those which were not for its coming forth, I said to them, Offend you I am loth, Yet, since your brethren pleased with it be, Forbear to judge till you do further see.
If that thou wilt not read, let it alone; Some love the meat, some love to pick the bone. Yea, that I might them better palliate, I did too with them thus expostulate: --
