They had come to the Cross. They had passed Simple, Sloth, and Presumption. They had climbed Hill Difficulty, rested at the spring, and continued upward. Now the road leads them toward another familiar place. But this time the danger is not sleeping men beside the road. It is waiting for them in plain sight. The Lions Bunyan tells us simply: “So they went on till they came within sight of the lions.”

Now I saw in my dream that by this time the Pilgrims were got over the Enchanted Ground, and entering into the country of Beulah. Yet before they came there, they met with one of the sorest trials that ever befell them in all their journey. For the way grew exceeding rough beneath their feet, and Christian, looking aside, espied a pleasant meadow running close beside the King’s Highway. Then said he to his fellow: “If this meadow lieth along by our way, let us go over in