Poetry Saturday—Difficulty

John BunyanThe 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. —John Bunyan’s Christian in Pilgrim’s Progress, as he is climbing the Hill Difficulty

 

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