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CAP. XXXVII.
How after this the Pilgrim fell into a conceit that he did not profit in Vertue: and how his Guide rid him of it. That we must not make too much haste to perfection, but go leisurely in our way. How afterward he feared that he should never hold out to the end of his journey. Of the confident zeal which some men are possessed with∣all. A beginning of a new discourse about Faith.
AND now would you think after he had gone thus farr that he should be troubled with such an odd fancy as this, That he did not profit at all in Ver∣tue? Yet so it was, that one day he seriously told his Friend, He could not perceive that he had done any thing worthy of himself, or made any proficiency in the School of Piety wherein with so much care he had been bred.
No, said his companion? Nothing at all? That is very strange indeed and you must pardon me if I tell you that it is a melancholy conceit. For have you overcome so many temptations and yet done nothing? Do you love God and your neighbour so much as to have an infinite desire of doing good and yet not at all bettered? Have you suffered such a long Martyrdom and yet been lazy and idle? Have you had so many sights of Jerusalem and yet made no progress in your journy? Was not the last Prospect which you gained of that place, fairer then the former, and did it not seem nearer and closer to you? How should that come about, if you had stood still and not gone forward