“The hill, though high, I covet to ascend;
The difficulty will not me offend;
For I perceive the way to life lies here:
Come, pluck up heart, let’s neither faint nor fear.
Better, though difficult, the right way to go,
Than wrong, though easy, where the end is woe.”
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The other two
also came to the foot of the hill. But when they saw that the hill was steep
and high, and that there were two other ways to go; and supposing also that
these two ways might meet again with that up which Christian went, on the other
side of the hill; therefore they were resolved to go in those ways. Now the
name of one of those ways was Danger, and the name of the other Destruction. So
the one took the way which is called Danger, which led him into a great wood;
and the other took directly up the way to Destruction, which led him into a
wide field, full of dark mountains, where he stumbled and fell, and rose no
more.
I looked then
after Christian, to see him go up the hill, where I perceived he fell from
running to going, and from going to clambering upon his hands and his knees,
because of the steepness of the place.
Now about the midway to the top of the hill was a pleasant Arbor, made by the Lord of the hill for the refreshment of weary travellers. Thither, therefore, Christian got, where also he sat down to rest him: then he pulled his roll out of his bosom, and read therein to his comfort; he also now began afresh to take a review of the coat or garment that was given to him as he stood by the cross. Thus pleasing himself awhile, he at last fell into a slumber, and thence into a fast sleep, which detained him in that place until it was almost night; and in his sleep his roll fell out of his hand. Now, as he was sleeping, there came one to him, and awaked him, saying, “Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise.” And with that, Christian suddenly started up, and sped him on his way, and went apace till he came to the top of the hill.
Now about the midway to the top of the hill was a pleasant Arbor, made by the Lord of the hill for the refreshment of weary travellers. Thither, therefore, Christian got, where also he sat down to rest him: then he pulled his roll out of his bosom, and read therein to his comfort; he also now began afresh to take a review of the coat or garment that was given to him as he stood by the cross. Thus pleasing himself awhile, he at last fell into a slumber, and thence into a fast sleep, which detained him in that place until it was almost night; and in his sleep his roll fell out of his hand. Now, as he was sleeping, there came one to him, and awaked him, saying, “Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise.” And with that, Christian suddenly started up, and sped him on his way, and went apace till he came to the top of the hill.