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Pilgrim's Progress, Part 2 - The Gospel Magazine

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Chrifti'r.a<br />

t;}~':l:S her<br />

leave of<br />

the Porter.<br />

<strong>The</strong> Porter's<br />

hlefling.<br />

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but, (aid he, the thieves are taken, and will fuortly be<br />

trit:d for their lives. <strong>The</strong>n Ch~ifliana a'nd Mercy were<br />

.afraid; but Matthew (aid, Mother, fear nothing, as long<br />

as Mr. Gredt-heart is to go wid~ us, and to be our conduCtor.<br />

\', ' '<br />

<strong>The</strong>n (aid Chrijlianp to the Porter, ,Sir, I am much<br />

obliged to you .for all 'the kindndfes that yo'u have<br />

fuewed to me ftnce I came hither; and, alfo' that you<br />

have been fa loving and kind to lIly children r I know<br />

not how,to gratify your kindn~fs: wherefore; pray, as<br />

a token of my refpeCts to you, accept of this fman mite:<br />

fo fue put a gold' angel in his hand, and he made her a<br />

low obeifance, and. faid, Let thy garments be always<br />

white, and let thy head want no- ointment. Let ldercy<br />

live and not die, and let not her ,worb be few. And to<br />

the boys he faid, Do you fly youthful'tufis, and follow<br />

after godlinefs with them that are grave and wife; fa<br />

,fuall you p~t gladnefs into your mother's heart, and ob.:.<br />

tain praife of all that are .fober-minded: fo they thanked'<br />

the Porter, and departed.<br />

Now I faw in my ,dream, that they went forward until<br />

they were come to tbebrow of the rill, where Piety, bethinking<br />

herfelf, crieJ out,. Alas! I have forgot what I<br />

)~tended to befiow upon Cbrijl1'ana and her eompanions ;<br />

1 will go -back and fetch it; fa {he ran and fetched it.<br />

'When ili~ w'as gone, Chrijliana thought {he heard in a.<br />

grove, a little way off on the right hand, a mOlt curious<br />

melodious note, with words much like 't~efc;::<br />

" Through all !,ny life thy favoqf is<br />

" So frankly !hew'd to me,<br />

" That in thy houfe for. evermpre<br />

" My dwelling-place {hall be."<br />

And liJ1ening frill, the thought fue h,:ard another an­<br />

{wer, (aying,

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