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 :No passage, for the wall was very high,
 * But there no door to me itself did shew;
 * Looking about at length I did espy

A lively youth to whom I presently gan cry.


 * More willing he's to come than I to call;
 * Simon he hight, who also's call'd a Rock.
 * Simon is that obedientiall
 * Nature, who boisterous seas and winds doth mock;
 * No tempest can him move with fiercest shock,
 * The house that's thereon built doth surely stand;
 * Nor blustering: storm, nor rapid torrents stroke
 * Can make it fall; it easily doth withstand

The gates of Death and Hell, and all the stygian band.


 * When I gan call, forthwith in seemly sort
 * He me approach'd in decent russet clad.
 * More fit for labour than the flaunting Court.
 * When he came near, in chearfull wise he bad
 * Tell what I would; then I unto the lad
 * Gan thus reply; alas! too long astray
 * Here have I trampled foul Behiron's pad;
 * Out of this land I thought this the next way.

But I no gate can find, so vain is mine assay.


 * Then the wise youth, Good Sir, you look too high;
 * The wall aloft is rais'd, but that same door
 * Where you must pass, in deep descent doth lie.
 * But he bad follow, he would go before.
 * Hard by there was a place all covered o're