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My CHRISTIANA, if with such thou meet,

By all means, in all loving-wise, them greet;

Render them not reviling for revile;

But if they frown, I prithee on them smile;

Perhaps ‘tis nature, or some ill report,

Has made them thus despise, or thus retort.

Some love no cheese, some love no fish, and some

Love not their friends, nor their own house or home;

Some start at pig, slight chicken, love not fowl,

More than they love a cuckoo, or an owl;

Leave such, my CHRISTIANA, to their choice,

And seek those who to find thee will rejoice;

By no means strive, but in humble-wise,

Present thee to them in thy Pilgrim’s guise.

Go, then, my little book, and show to all

That entertain, and bid thee welcome shall,

What thou shalt keep close, shut up from the rest,

And wish what thou shalt show them may be blest

To them for good, may make them choose to be

Pilgrims better by far than thee or me.

Go, then, I say, tell all men who thou art;

Say, I am CHRISTIANA, and my part

Is now, with my four sons, to tell you what

It is for men to take a Pilgrims lot.

Go also, tell them who and what they be,

That now do go on pilgrimage with thee;

Say, Here’s my neighbour, Mercy, she is one

That has long time with me a Pilgrim gone.

Come, see her in her virgin race, and learn

‘Twixt idle ones and Pilgrims to discern.

Yea, let young damsels learn of her to prize

The world which is to come, in any wise.

When little tripping maidens follow God,

And leave old doting sinners to His rod;

‘Tis like those days wherein the young ones cried,

Hosanna! to whom old ones did deride.

Next, tell them of old Honest, who you found

With his white hairs, treading the Pilgrim’s ground.

Yea, tell them how plain-hearted this man was,

How after his good Lord he bare his cross.

Perhaps with some gray head this may prevail

With Christ to fall in love, and sin bewail.

Tell them also, how Master Fearing went

On pilgrimage, and how the time he spent

In solitariness, with fears and cries;

And how, at last, he won the joyful prize.

He was a good man, though much down in spirit,

He is a good man, and doth life inherit.

Tell them of Master Feeble-mind also,

Who, not before, but still behind would go.

Show them also, how he had like been slain,

And how one Great-heart did his life regain.

This man was true of heart, though weak in grace,

One might true godliness read in his face.

Then tell them of Master Ready-to-halt,

A man with crutches, but much without fault;

Tell them how Master Feeble-mind and he

Did love, and in opinions much agree.

And let all know, though weakness was their chance,

Yet sometimes one could sing, the other dance.

Forget not Master Valiant-for-the-truth,

That man of courage, though a very youth.

Tell everyone his spirit was so stout,

No man could ever make him face about;

And how Great-heart and he could not forbear,

But put down Doubting Castle, slay Despair.

Overlook not Master Despondency,

Nor Much-afraid, his daughter, though they lie

Under such mantles, as may make them look

(With some) as if their God had them forsook.

They softly went, but sure, and at the end,

Found that the Lord of Pilgrims was their friend.

When thou hast told the world of all these things,

Then turn about, my book, and touch these strings,

Which, if but touch’d, will such music make,

They’ll make a cripple dance, a giant quake.

These riddles that lie couch’d within thy breast,

Freely propound, expound; and for the rest

Of thy mysterious lines, let them remain

For those whose nimble fancies shall them gain.

Now may this little book a blessing be

To those who love this little book and me;

And may its buyer have no cause to say,

His money is but lost or thrown away;

Yea, may this Second Pilgrim yield that fruit,

As may with each good Pilgrim’s fancy suit;

And may it persuade some that go astray,

To turn their feet and heart to the right way,

Is the hearty prayer of

The Author,




Facsimile of Frontispiece to Pilgrim – Part First

Facsimile of Frontispiece to Pilgrim – Part Second

The First and Second Editions of Part First have no Portrait of the Author; the Third has the Frontispiece engraved by White. This copy of it was from the Seventh Edition, 1681. The Frontispiece to Part Second is copied from the Edition of 1687.