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The travels of true godliness, from the beginning of the world to this present…
The travels of true godliness, from the beginning of the world to this present day in an apt and pleasant allegory ... / by B.K., author of War with the Devil, and Zion in distress.The travels of true godliness, from the beginning of the world to this present day in an apt and pleasant allegory ... / by B.K., author of War with the Devil, and Sion in distress.
London: printed for John Dunton, 1684
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
CHAP. IV.
Showing how Godliness, in his Travels, came to a poor Cottage, where dwelt one called Poverty, with whom he earnestly desired to make his Abode; and how he was shamefully denied Entertainment there also.
Shewing how Godliness, in his Travels, came to a poor Cottage, where dwelt one call'd Poverty, with whom he earnestly desired to make his Abode; and how he was shamefully denied Entertainment there also.
Godliness finding how basely he had been served by Riches, and that he could not with all the strongest Arguments and Motives imaginable get any Entertainment with him, travelled further, and as he wandered up and down in the Wilderness of this World, at last he chanced to come to a small Village, at the furthermost end of which (upon the Common) he espied a little Cottage, a poor old ruinous thing it was, the Windows being all broke, only they had crammed into the holes some old Rags to keep out the Cold, and by the propping it up, it seemed as if it was ready to fall; but however, he remembering what his blessed Lord and Master said, The Poor receive the Gospel, resolved to go thither, and see whether he might not meet with Entertainment there; (for he is no respectre of Persons, he is as willing to be Guest to the poor, as to the rich, and to dwell with the Peasant as with the Prince; or to make his Abode in a Cottage as in a Palace:) And being come up to the Door, he understood the poor man's name who dwelt there, was Poverty: Now Godliness knocked five or six times before he could have any manner of Answer for it seems he was asleep in Bed with his Wife; but at last being between sleeping and waking, he asked (though very faintly) Who's there? who's at the Door?