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WRITTEN BY JOHN BUNYAN,

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Author of the PILGRIM'S PROGRESS, &c.

A NEW EDITION,

TO WHICH ARE SUBJOINED

NOTES
By Mr. SAMUEL ADAMS

Embellished with COPPER PLATES.

LONDON:

ERINTED FOR THE PROPRIETORS; AND SOLD BY ALL

BOOKSELIERS IN TOWN AND COUNTRY.

JOHN BUNYAN'S ADVERTISEMENT

TO THE READER.

OME say the PILGRIM'S PROGRESS is not mine,

Infinuating as if I would shine
In name and fame by the worth of another,
Like some made rich by robbing of their brother :
Or that fo fond I am of being fire,
I'll father bastards, or, if need require,
I'll tell a lye in print to get applause :
I scorn it; John such dirt-heap never was,
Since God converted him. Let this suffice
To shew why I my Pilgrim patronize.

It came from mine own beart; so to my head,
And thence into my finger's tickled;
Then to my pen, from whence immediately
On
paper

I did dribble it daintily.
Manner and matter too were all mine own,
Nor was it unto any mortal known,
Till I had done it. Nor did any then
My books, by wits, by tongues, or hand or pen
Add five words to it, or write half a line;
Therefore, the whole, and every whit is mine.

Also for this, thine eye is now upon,
The matter in this manner came from none
But the fame heart, and head, fingers, and pen,
As did the others. Witness all good men:
For none in all the world, without a lye,
Can say that this is mine, excepting I. ,

I write not this of any oftentation,
Nor 'cause I seek of men their commendation;
I do it to keep them from such surmise,
As tempt them will my name to scandalize:
Witness my name, if anagram’d to thee,
The letters make, Nu hony in a B.

JOHN BUNYAN.

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MR. BUNYAN'S ADDRESS

.To THE R E A D E R.

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'TIS

'IS ftrange to me, that they that love to tell

Things done of old, yea, and that do excel
Their equals in Historiology,
Speak not of Mansoul's wars, biar let them lie
Dead like old fables, or such worthless things
That to the reader no advantage brings :
When men, let them make what they will their owt,
Till they know this, are to themselves unknown,

Of stories I well know there's divers forts,
Some foreign, some domestic; and reports
Are thereof made, as fancy leads the writers;
(By books a man may guess at the inditers.)

Some will again of that which never was,
Nor will be, feign (and that without a cause).
Such matter, raise such mountains, tell such things
Of men, of laws, of countries, and of kings;
And in their story seem to be so fage,
And with such gravity cloath every page,
That though their frontispiece says all is vain,
Yet to their way disciples they obtain.

But, readers, I have somewhat else to do,
Than with vain stories thus to trouble you ;
What here I say some men do know so well, True Christi-
They can with tears of joy the story tell.

The town of Mansoul is well known to many,
Nor are her troubles doubted of by any,
That are acquainted with those Histories

The Scriptures. That Mansoul and her wars anatomize. (a)

Then lend thine ear to what I do relate
Touching the town of Mansoul, and her ftate;
How she was lost, took captive, made a llave;
And how against him fet, that should her Tave;
Yea, how by hostile ways she did oppose
Her Lord, and with his enemy did close :
For they are true, he that will them deny,
Must needs the best of records vilify.
For my part, I myself was in the town,
Both when 'twas set up, and when pulling down ;
I saw Diabolus in it's possession,
And Mansoul also under his opprefsion.
Yea, I was there when the own'd him for lord,
And to him did submit with one accord.

When

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(a) The quick’ning Spirit gives light and life through the word.

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When Mansoul trampled upon things divine,
And wallowed in filth as doth a swine:
When she betook herfelf unto her arms,
Fought her EMANUEL, and despis'd his charms; His counsels.
Then I was there, and sorely griev'd to fee
Diabolus and Mansoul so agree.

Let no man, then, count me a fable-maker,
Nor make my name or credit a partaker
Of their derision ; what is here in view,
Of mine own knowledge I dare fay is true. (a)

I saw the Prince's armed men come down
By troops, by thousands, to besiege the town;
I saw the captains, heard the trumpets sound,
And how his forces cover'd all the ground:
Yea, how they set themselves in battle 'ray,
I shall remember to my dying day.

I saw the colours waving in the wind,
And they within to mischief how combin'd
To ruin Mansoul, and to take away
Her Primum Mobile without delay.

Her foul.
I saw the mounts cast up against the town,
And how the flings were plac'd to beat it down,
I heard the stones fly whizzing by my ears;
(What's longer kept in mind, than got in fears in
I heard them fall, and saw what work they made,
And how old Mors did cover with his shade Death.
The face of Mansoul, and I heard her cry,
Woe worth the day, “in dying I'shall die!"

I saw the battering-rams, and how they play'd
To beat up Ear-gate, and I was afraid,
Not only Ear-gate, but the very town
Would by chofe battering-rams be beaten down.

I saw the fights, and heard the captains shout,
And in each battle law who fac'd about :

Lufts:
I saw who wounded were, and who were slain,
And who, when dead, would come to life again.

I heard the cries of those that wounded were
While others fought like men bereft of fear);
And while the cry, Kill, kill, was in mine ears,
The gutters ran not so with blood as tears.

Indeed the captains did not always fight,
But when they would moleft us day and night;
They cry, Up, fall on, let us take the town,
Keep us from sleeping, or from lying down.

I was

(a) Here follows the blessedness of experimental religion. See Mr. TIMOTHY PRIESTLEY's New EXPOSITION of the BIBLE.

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