Author: Bunyan
Edition: 11
Language: English
Character set encoding: ASCII
Release Date: May, 1994 [eBook #131]
[Most recently updated on August 4, 2002]
*** Start of the project gutenberg
EBOOK 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
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.
