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People Places
Urban Green, Urban Blue
The New Urbanity
11. SITE PLANNING
Program Development
Site Selection
Site Analysis
Comprehensive Land Planning
The Conceptual Plan
Computer Application
Site Development
Site-Structure Plan Development
Site-Structure Unity
Site Systems
12. SITE SPACES
Spaces
The Base Plane
The Overhead Plane
The Verticals
13. CIRCULATION
Motion
Sequence
Pedestrian Movement
The Automobile
Complete Streets
Travel by Rail, Water, and Air
People Movers
14. STRUCTURES
Common Denominators
Composition
Structures in the Landscape
The Defined Open Space
Habitations
Dwelling-Nature Relationships
Human Needs and Habitat
Residential Components
15. LANDSCAPE PLANTING
Purpose
Process
Guidelines
Advances
Landscape Plantings in Low-Impact Design
PERSPECTIVE
Disavowal and Quest
Findings
Insights
Evolution and Revolution
The Planned Experience
Retrospective
Project Credits
Quotation Sources
Bibliography
Index
Prologue
In 1961, over 50 years ago, the first edition of Landscape Architecture was published and instantly filled the void that existed for a comprehensive
presentation of the profession and how to plan for the human use of land harmoniously with the environment. These were the early days of what
became known as the environmental movement, sparked by a series of wake-up calls, such as Rachel Carson’s book Silent Spring, sending
a signal throughout the country—and, indeed, the world—that people had to fundamentally change the way they viewed and interacted with their
surroundings. No longer could we continue to think we had dominion over the Earth and ignore the fact that we are an inseparable part of nature
and nature is part of us. No longer could we destroy our forests, abuse our soil, pollute our air and water, squander our natural resources, and
overpopulate the Earth without dire future consequences.
The fledgling profession of landscape architecture, which had come into being less than a hundred years earlier, was in the right place at the right
time, so to speak, with the right skills and knowledge to take on the leadership role among the design professions in this new movement.
Educated and trained in architecture, civil engineering, botany, geology, horticulture, the natural sciences, and social issues, landscape architects
were uniquely qualified to assume this role. At the time, however, the profession was relatively unknown and misunderstood, and its literature then
was for the most part outdated and focused on a previous era. John Simonds would change that.
John had studied landscape architecture at Michigan State University, traveled the world, studied Eastern philosophy, lived among the native
people of Borneo, worked in conservation, became a student of the environment, and embraced the principles of the emerging science of
ecology. In 1939, John—a member of the infamous “class of rebels†that included Garrett Eckbo, Dan Kiley, and Charles
Rose—graduated from Harvard with a master’s degree in landscape architecture.
This placed him in a unique position that enabled him to become the profession’s major advocate for the environmental movement and to tell
the story of the role of landscape architecture in it. John wrote the first edition of Landscape Architecture “because,†he said, “I felt
compelled to get the word out about the comprehensive profession of landscape architecture.†Over the next 30 years, two revised editions
were published with John as the sole author. The story of my role as coauthor began some ten years later.
On the afternoon of December 12, 2004, my phone rang, the caller ID read “John Simonds,†and a dreadful thought flashed through my
mind. It had been several years since John and I had talked, following two years of intense communication preparing for the American Society of
Landscape Architect’s Centennial Celebration. John was not well at that time and I feared it was his family calling to say that he was gravely ill
or had passed away. Following my hello, the sound of John’s voice engendered a sigh of relief, and what he was about to say would shift my
emotions from fear to total elation.
“Barry, would you consider working with me as the coauthor of the fourth edition of Landscape Architecture?†I couldn’t believe what I
was hearing. Then another flash—a flashback to November 22, 1963. Most people who were old enough at the time remember this as the day
President John F. Kennedy was assassinated and, to a person, remember where they were and what they were doing at that time. On that day I
was in the library at the University of California, Berkeley, completely absorbed in John Simonds’s first edition of Landscape Architecture. Of
course, the assassination of John F. Kennedy was an event that touched everyone, but for me personally the impact that event would have on my
life and career was clearly secondary to the one that John Simonds’s book would have on my future and future generations of landscape
architects.
When John first published Landscape Architecture in 1961, it was before the digital revolution and modern methods facilitating the practice of the
profession, including computer-aided design and Geographic Information Systems. However, what John presented in the first and subsequent
editions of Landscape Architecture is as applicable today as it was when first published. John’s genius in communicating the principles of
landscape architectural planning and design, through his writing, sketches, and shared words of the wisdom of others, is indeed timeless and will
no doubt help shape this century as it did the last.
During the following months, we exchanged ideas and worked on the fourth edition. John’s role was to complete the revised manuscript, and
mine was to review the manuscript and gather photographs—as John described, “Best in Showâ€â€”of works of landscape architecture and
related subjects to illustrate the book. He considered the writing of Landscape Architecture his most significant professional accomplishment,
and, of course, working with John as coauthor has been one of the great honors of my career.
Then, on May 26, I received the phone call that I had feared that December 12 call to be. After a fall and a brief stay in the hospital, John returned
home, where he passed away near family and friends. When John died, he had already finished the manuscript for the fourth edition, leaving his
wife, Marj, in charge of final editing. With renewed vigor and commitment to John’s legacy—the legacy of one of the most influential
landscape architects of the twentieth century—my work shifted into high gear, and, as Marj liked to say, “the rest is history.†(Marj Simonds
died in April 2012.)
The fourth edition of Landscape Architecture has been published in three languages—English, Chinese, and Japanese—and distributed
worldwide. For the first time, it is also available in digital format. This fifth edition is the first to be published without John’s direct input.
However, much care has been taken to preserve the essential character and timelessness of what he first created in the early 1960s, while
updating other material and providing refreshing new images and illustrations. It is my hope that further editions of this book will continue to be
published into the indefinite future, thus extending the legacy of John Ormsbee Simonds and his contributions toward making the world a better
place.
Barry W. Starke
Foreword
Landscape Architecture has been written in response to the need for a book outlining the land-planning process in clear, simple, and practical
terms. In a larger sense it is a guide book on how to live more compatibly on planet Earth.
It introduces us to an understanding of nature as the background and base for all human activities; it describes the planning constraints imposed
by the forms, forces, and features of nature and our built environment; it instills a feeling for climate and its design implications; it discusses site
selection and analysis; it instructs in the planning of workable and well-related use areas; it considers the volumetric shaping of exterior spaces; it
explores the possibilities of site-structure organization; it applies contemporary thinking in the planning of expressive human habitations and
communities; and it provides guidance in the creation of more efficient and pleasant places and ways within the context of the city and the region.
This book is not intended to explain all forms of the practice of the profession or to explicate the latest technology. Nor is it proposed that the
reader will become, per se, an expert land planner. As with training in other fields, proficiency comes with long years of study, travel, observation,
and professional experience. The reader should, however, gain through this book a keener and more telling awareness of our physical
surroundings. The reader should also gain much useful knowledge to be applied in the design of homes, schools, recreation areas, shopping
malls, trafficways … or any other project to be fitted into, and planned in harmony with, the all-embracing landscape.
This, at least, has been the express intent.
The work of the landscape architect
(architect of the landscape)
is to help bring people,
their structures, activities, and communities
into harmonious relationship
with the living earth—
with the “want-to-be†of the land.
The Hunter and the Philosopher
Once there was a hunter who spent his days tracking the wide prairies of North Dakota with his gun and dog and sometimes with a small boy who
would beg to trot along.
On this particular morning, hunter and boy, far out on the prairie, sat watching intently a rise of ground ahead of them. It was pocked with gopher
holes. From time to time a small striped gopher would whisk nervously from the mouth of his den to the cover of matted prairie grass, soon to
reappear with cheek food pouches bulging.
“Smart little outfits, the gophers,†the hunter observed. “I mean the way they have things figured out. Whenever you come upon a gopher
village, you can be sure it will be near a patch of grain where they can get their food and close by a creek or slough for water. They’ll not build
their towns near willow clumps, for there’s where the owls or hawks will be roosting. And you’ll not be finding them near stony ledges or a
pile of rocks where their enemies the snakes will be hiding ready to snatch them. When these wise little critters build their towns, they search out
the southeast slope of a knoll that will catch the full sweep of the sun each day to keep their dens warm and cozy. The winter blizzards that pound
out of the north and west to leave the windward slopes of the rises frozen solid will only drift loose powder snow on top of their homes.
“When they dig their dens,†continued the hunter, “do you know that they do? They slant the runway steeply down for 2 or 3 feet and then
double back up near the surface again where they level off a nice dry shelf. That’s where they lie—close under the sod roots, out of the wind,
warmed by the sun, near to their food and water, as far as they can get from their enemies, and surrounded by all their gopher friends. Yes, sir,
they sure have it all planned out!â€
“Is our town built on a southeast slope?†the small boy asked thoughtfully.
“No,†said the hunter, “our town slopes down to the north, in the teeth of the bitter winter winds and cold as a frosty gun barrel.†He
frowned. “Even in summer the breezes work against us. When we built the new flax mill, the only mill for 40 miles, where do you think we put it?
We built it right smack on the only spot where every breeze in the summertime can catch the smoke from its stack and pour it across our houses
and into our open windows!?â€
“At least our town is near the river and water,†said the boy defensively.
“Yes,†replied the hunter. “But where near the river did we build our homes? On the low, flat land inside the river bend, that’s where.
And each spring when the snows melt on the prairie and the river swells, it floods out every cellar in our town.â€
“Gophers would plan things better than that,†the small boy decided.
“Yes,†said the hunter, “a gopher would be smarter.â€
“When gophers plan their homes and towns,†the boy philosophized, “they seem to do it better than people do.â€
“Yes,†mused the hunter, “and so do most of the animals I know. Sometimes I wonder why.â€
1
THE HUMAN HABITAT AND SUSTAINABILITY
NASA
People are animals, too. We still retain, and are largely motivated by, our natural animal instincts. If we are to plan intelligently, we must
acknowledge and accommodate these instincts; the shortcomings of many a project can be traced to the failure of the planner to recognize this
simple fact.
The Human Animal
Homo sapiens (the wise one) is an animal (a superior type, we commonly assume, although neither history nor close observation altogether
support this assumption).
A human standing in the forest, with bare skin, weak teeth, thin arms, and knobby knees, would not look very impressive among the other
creatures. As an animal, the bear with powerful jaws and raking claws would clearly seem superior. Even the turtle seems more cunningly
contrived for both protection and attack, as do the dog, the skunk, and the lowly porcupine. All creatures of nature, upon reflection, seem superbly
equipped for living their lives in their natural habitat and for meeting normal situations. All except the humans.
Lacking speed, strength, and other apparent natural attributes, we humans have long since learned that we can best attack a situation with our
minds. Truth to tell, we have little other choice.
We alone of all the animals have the ability to weigh the factors of a problem and reason out a solution. We are able to learn not only from our own
experiences but also from the disasters, the triumphs, and the lesser experiences of untold thousands of our fellows. We can borrow from and
apply to the solution of any problem the accumulated wisdom of our species.
Intelligence, by one definition, must be the ability to respond adaptively to the environment—that is, the ability to plan a course of action based
upon information gained through the senses.
John Todd Simonds
Our essential strength—the very reason for our survival and the key to all future achievement—is our unique power of perception and deduction.
Perception (making oneself aware of all conditions and applicable factors) and deduction (deriving, through reason, an appropriate means of
procedure) are the very essence of planning.
Down through the dim, chaotic ages, the force of the human mind has met and mastered situation after situation and has raised us (through this
planning process) to a position of supremacy over all the other creatures of the earth.
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The thought processes of perception-deduction are in turn implemented by the physical processes of action, reaction, and interaction. These five
dynamic drives form ever-repeating cycles and spin the intricate webbing of all human life.
We have, in fact, inherited the Earth. This vast globe on which we dwell is ours, ours to develop further, as an agreeable living environment. Surely,
we, with our twinkling minds, should by now have created for ourselves a paradise upon this earth.
Have we? What have we done with our superlative natural heritage?
We have plundered our forests.
We have ripped at our hills and laid them open to erosion and ever-deepening gullies.
We have befouled our rivers until even the fish and wildlife have often been killed or driven off by the stench and fumes.
Our trafficways are lined with brash commercial hodgepodge and crisscrossed with senseless friction points.
We have built our homes tight row on dreary row, with little thought for refreshing foliage, clean air, or sunlight.
Looking about us with a critical eye, we find much to disturb and shock us. Our cluttered highways, sprawling suburbs, and straining cities offend
more often than they please.
And what is man? Amongst other things he is an organism endowed with a multiple organ, the brain, supported by the senses and the glands, in
which the formative property of organic processes is applied to the memory records of experience. The brain orders its own records, and all
mental processes express this basic activity. Art and science, philosophy and religion, engineering and medicine, indeed all cultural activities are
based on the ordering of experience and the exploitation of the resulting design.
Lancelot Law Whyte
We are the victims of our own building. We are trapped, body and soul, in the mechanistic surroundings we have constructed about ourselves.
Somewhere in the complex process of evolving our living spaces, cities, and roadways, we have become so absorbed in the power of machines,
so absorbed in the pursuit of new techniques of building, so absorbed with new materials that we have neglected our human needs. Our own
deepest instincts are violated. Our basic human desires remain unsatisfied. Divorced from our natural habitat, we have almost forgotten the glow
and exuberance of being healthy animals and feeling fully alive.
Many contemporary ailments—our hypertensions and neuroses—are no more than the physical evidence of rebellion against our physical
surroundings and frustration at the widening gap between the environment we yearn for and the stifling, artificial one we planners have so far
contrived.
Life itself is dictated by our moment-by-moment adjustment to our environment. Just as the bacterial culture in the petri dish must have its
scientifically compounded medium for optimum development and the potted geranium cutting its proper and controlled conditions of growth to
produce a thriving plant, so we—as complicated, hypersensitive human organisms—must have for our optimum development a highly
specialized milieu. It is baffling that the nature of this ecological framework has been so little explored. Volumes have been written on the
conditions under which rare types of orchids may best be grown; numerous manuals can be found on the proper raising and care of guinea pigs,
white rats, goldfish, and parakeets, but little has been written about the nature of the physical environment best suited to human culture.
The naturalist tells us that if a fox or a rabbit is snared in a field and then kept in a cage, the animal’s clear eyes will soon become dull, its coat
will lose its luster, and its spirit will flag. So it is with humans too long or too far removed from nature. For we are, first of all, animals.
Everything we have to do to live, nature makes us do with lust and pleasure.
Seneca
We have learned to unleash the awesome power contained within the atom. Now we must learn the means by which to control it. USDOE
Human reason is rooted to the earth.
Kenneth Clark
We are creatures of the meadow, the forest, the sea, and the plain. We are born with a love of fresh air in our lungs, dry paths under our feet, and
the penetrating heat of the sun on our skin. We are born with a love for the feel and smell of rich, warm earth, the taste and sparkle of clear water,
the refreshing coolness of foliage overhead, and the spacious blue dome of the sky. Deep down inside we have for these things a longing, a
desire sometimes compelling, sometimes quiescent—but always it is there.
It has been proposed by many sages that, other things being equal, the happiest person is one who lives in closest, fullest harmony with nature. It
might then be reasoned: Why not restore humans to the woods? Let them have their water and earth and sky, and plenty of it. But is the primeval
forest—preserved, untouched, or simulated—our ideal environment? Hardly. For the story of the human race is the story of an unending struggle
to ameliorate the forces of nature. Gradually, laboriously, we have improved our shelters, secured a more sustained and varied supply of food,
and extended control over the elements to improve our way of living.
… and when he looked
At sky or sea, it was with
the testing eyes
Of the man who knows the
weather under his skin,
The man who smells the weather
in the changed breeze
And has tried himself against it
and lived by it.
It is a taut look but there is a
freedom in it.
Stephen Vincent Benét
We are trapped in the roadside workings of our own machinery. Tom Lamb, Lamb Studio
These are the Four that are
never content, that have never
been filled since the Dews
began …
Jacola’s* mouth, and the
glut of the Kite, and
the hands of the Ape, and the Eyes
of Man.
Rudyard Kipling
Forms in nature. NASA; Carole Nickerson; João Estêvão A. de Freitas, Santa Cruz, Madeira, Portugal
With our prodigious store of knowledge we have it within our power to create on this earth a veritable garden paradise. But we are failing. And we
will fail as long as our plans are conceived in heavy-handed violation of nature and nature’s principles. The most significant feature of our
current society is not the scale of our developments but rather our utter disdain of nature and our seeming contempt for topography, topsoil, air
currents, watersheds, and our forests and vegetal mantle. We think with our bulldozers, plan with our 30-yard carryalls. Thousands upon thousands
of acres of well-watered, wooded, rolling ground are being blithely plowed under and leveled for roads, homesites, shopping centers, and
factories. Small wonder that so many of our cities are (climatologically speaking) barren deserts of asphalt, masonry, glass, and steel.
Years ago
Earth is formed 4,500,000,000
Beginning of life 3,000,000,000
First humanoids (prehumans) 7,000,000
First modern humans (Homo erectus) 2,000,000
Modern man (Homo sapiens) 200,000
Beginning of civilization 7,000
Beginning of Industrial Revolution 200
Understanding the scope of time of human evolution is aided by comparing it to a clock and a 24-hour day, with the first humanoids or prehumans
appearing at the beginning of the day, or 00:00 (12:00 a.m.). Homo erectus appeared at 16:08 (4:08 p.m.), and Homo sapiens emerged at
approximately 23:19 (11:19 p.m.). Civilization began about 23:58:34 (11:58:34 p.m.), and the Industrial Revolution began at 23:59:57 (2.47
seconds before midnight). The important point is that mankind has evolved as one of Earth’s animals over a very long period of time and as
part of the Earth itself.
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00:00 Prehumans appear.
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16:08 p.m. Homo erectus appears.
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23:19 p.m. Homo sapiens appears.
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23:58:34 p.m. Civilization begins.
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23:59:57 p.m. Industrial Revolution.
During 97 percent of the time of human evolution, before the advent of agriculture, humans survived by hunting other animals and gathering plants
for food directly from nature. Humans are part of the Earth, and the Earth is part of humans, who are inseparable from it. As such, humans are
subject to the laws of nature, and their attempts to separate themselves from nature or to control it in the long term are doomed to failure.
During the first 7 million years of human evolution, as hunter-gatherers, the species, as with all other species, was biologically coded through DNA
with a set of instructions regarding its relationship to its environment and how to survive as part of that environment. Simplified, modern biology
tells us that humans have been programmed through DNA to do three basic things: stay alive as long as we can, reproduce and perpetuate the
species, and accumulate things that facilitate staying alive and reproduction. This programming has served humans very well until recent times.
Modern humans, Homo sapiens, despite a relatively frail body as compared to other animals, have survived for over 200,000 years and have
increased their life span from 20 years to the current world average of 67.2 years. In the 200,000 years since first appearing on Earth, they have
reproduced, increasing their numbers from zero to 8 billion.
Although there are disparities among different human populations on Earth, by and large, humans have been able to accumulate more and more,
to sustain longer lives, and increase their population. Ironically, the human species has been so successful at what it has been biologically
programmed to do that longevity, population expansion, and the resulting increase in consumption have exceeded the planet’s supply of
renewable natural resources. The result is the destruction of the environment that sustains not only human life but the existence of countless other
species.
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Long-term world population growth, 1750 to 2050. United Nations Department of Economic and Social Affairs, Population Division
In 1800, at the beginning of the Industrial Revolution, world population had reached 900 million people. Since then there has been explosive
population growth, resulting in increased demands on the Earth’s available resources, as outlined:
1900—Earth’s population increased to 1 billion people.
1961—There were 3 billion people, consuming 50 percent of the Earth’s renewable natural resources.
1986—Population increased to 5 billion, consuming 100 percent of Earth’s renewable natural resources.
2000—Earth’s total population reached 6 billion, consuming 120 percent of renewable resources.
The raging monster upon the land is population growth. In its presence, sustainability is but a fragile theoretical construct. To say as many do, that
the difficulties of nations are not due to people but to poor ideology or land use management is sophistic.
Edward O. Wilson
Since 1986, human population has continued to grow and consumption is eating away the renewable natural resource base, compounding the
loss. Increased consumption has resulted in over-fishing, over-grazing, over-timbering, etc. The by-products of consumption are polluting land, air,
and water and changing the biosphere, contributing to global warming.
If human sustainability is defined as meeting the needs of the present without compromising the ability of future generations to meet their own
needs, it is clear that the combined effects of longer life spans, population growth, and ever-increasing consumption render human activity since
the beginning of the Industrial Revolution unsustainable.
To become sustainable, humans must learn to control the basic activities that the species has been biologically programmed to do through
controlling population growth and overconsumption.
*1Translation from a manuscript in the possession of H. H. Li, descendant of architects of the imperial family.
*2Ernest Braun and David E. Cavagnaro, Living Water.
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Now the way to mount Zion lies just thro’ the place where this fair
is kept; and he that would not go thro’ this fair, must needs go out of
the world. Hither therefore Christian and Faithful came: but no
sooner did they appear, than all the people in the fair were moved,
and the town itself was in an uproar; and that for several reasons:
for, 1. Their raiment was quite different from that of any that traded in
the fair. 2. So was their speech; for they spoke the language of
Canaan, which few there understood: so that from one end of the fair
to the other, the men of the fair and they seemed barbarians to each
other: and, 3. They set light by all that was sold there; they cared not
so much as to look upon it; and if any called to them, they looked up
and cried, Turn away my eyes from beholding vanity.
To one who mocking, asked them, “What will you buy?” They
answered, “We buy the truth.” At that the uproar increased; some
taunting, some railing, and some calling upon others to smite them.
Now was word brought to the great one of the fair, who sent some of
his trusty friends, to enquire what these men were. So they were
brought before him and asked, Whence they came? Whither they
went, and what they did there in such an unusual garb? The men
answered, “That they were strangers and pilgrims in the world; that
they were going to their own country; and that they had given no
occasion to the men of the town thus to abuse and stop them in their
journey.” But the examiners said, “Either they were stark mad, or that
they came on purpose to put all things into confusion.” Therefore
they took them, and besmeared them with dirt, and then put them
into the cage, to be a spectacle to all. But the men being patient, and
not rendering railing for railing, but contrarywise blessing, some less
prejudiced men began to check the baser sort, for their continual
abuses to them. These flew at them again, telling them they were as
bad as the men in the cage, and ought to be put with them. The
others replied. “That, for ought they could see, the men meant no
body any harm; and that there were many in the fair who deserved to
be punished more than those they thus abused.” After many words,
they fell to blows among themselves. Then were these two examined
again, and charged with being the authors of all this mischief. So
they beat them, and led them in chains up and down the fair, for a
terror to others, least they should again speak in their behalf. But
Christian and Faithful behaved yet more wisely, and received all the
contempt that was put upon them with such meekness, that it won to
their side several of the men in the fair. This put the others into a still
greater rage, so that they concluded upon their death. Mean while
they remanded them to the cage, and made their feet fast in the
stocks.
When a convenient time was come, they were brought forth, and
arraigned. The judge’s name was Lord Hategood. The substance of
their indictment was this “That they were enemies to, and disturbers
of their trade; that they had made commotions and divisions in the
town, and won over some to their own pestilent opinions.”
The first witness against Faithful was Envy, who spoke to this
effect. “My Lord, this man is one of the vilest men in our country. He
neither regards prince nor people, law nor customs; but is continually
turning the world upside down. And I myself heard him affirm, that
the customs of our town and Christianity could not be reconciled.”
They then called Superstition, who spake thus: “My Lord, I have
not much knowledge of this man, neither do I desire it; but this I
know, ♦that he is a pestilent fellow, and of very dangerous principles.
I heard him say, that our religion was naught, and such as it was
impossible to please God by. And your lordship very well knows,
what must follow from thence: that we worship in vain, and are still in
our sins.”
“My Lord, I have heard this fellow rail on our noble prince
Beelzebub; yea and speak contemptuously of his most honourable
friends: nay, he hath not been afraid to rail on you, my Lord, in the
same terms, with which he has bespattered most of the nobility and
gentry of our town.”
The judge then said, thou traitor, hast thou heard what these
honest gentlemen have witnessed against thee?
Judge. Gentlemen of the jury, you have heard this man’s own
confession. What think ye?
Now I saw that there stood behind the multitude a chariot and
horses waiting for Faithful, who (so soon as the earthly tabernacle
was dissolved) was straightway carried therein thro’ the clouds. But
Christian was remanded to prison, and shortly after discharged; he
that hath the hearts of all men in his hand, over-ruling the malice of
his enemies.
But he went not forth alone; for one, whose name was Hopeful,
(having been won by their meekness and patience in suffering)
resolved to accompany him wherever he went. He also told
Christian, that there were many more of the men in the fair, that
would take their time and follow after.
Christian. Not I. I have heard of this place before, and how many
have been slain here; that treasure is a snare to them that seek it,
and hindreth them in their pilgrimage.
Christian. Demas, I know thee, who thou art. Thou art an enemy
to the right ways of the Lord. Thou hast been already condemned for
turning aside from his way. And wouldest thou bring us into the same
condemnation? Rather shall thy money perish with thee. So they
went their way.
Now I saw that on the other side of the plain, stood an old
monument, at the sight of which they were surprised; for it seemed
as if it had been a woman transformed into a pillar. For some time
they could not tell what to make of it, till they espied a writing upon
the head, which was, Remember Lot’s wife. Ah, my brother, said
Christian, this is a seasonable sight. Had we gone over to view the
hill Lucre, we had, for ought I know, been made like this woman a
spectacle to all generations.
Hopeful. How justly might I have been as she is! She only looked
back; and I desired to go and see. I am ashamed such a thought
should be in my heart.
Christian. Let us take notice of what we see here, for our help in
time to come. This woman escaped one judgment; for she fell not in
the destruction of Sodom; yet she was destroyed by another. She
was turned, as we see, into a pillar of salt.
I saw then that they went on their way to a pleasant river, which
David calleth, The river of God, but John, the river of the water of life.
Now their way lay on the bank of the river. Here they walked with
great delight; they drank also of the water of the river, which was
enlivening to their weary spirits. And on the banks on either side,
were green trees for all manner of fruit; and the leaves were for the
healing of the nations. On each side of the river was also a meadow,
curiously beautified with flowers; and it was green all the year long.
In this they lay down and slept; for here they might lie down safely:
but being not yet at their journey’s end, after a short time they
departed.
They had not journied far, before the river and the way divided
from each other. At this they were not a little sorry; yet they durst not
go out of the way. The path now grew more and more rough, and
their feet were tender with travelling. So the souls of the pilgrims
were much discouraged, by reason of the way. Now a little before
them there was a meadow on the left hand, and a stile to go over
into it. Then said Christian, if this meadow lies along by our way-side
let us go into it. He went to see, and a path lay along by the way, on
the other side of the fence. “’Tis as I wished, said Christian; here is a
smooth path; come let us go over.”
Christian. Who would have thought that this path should have led
us out of the way?
Hopeful. I was afraid at first, and should have spoke plainer, but
that you are older than I.
Christian. No. I led you out of the way. If there be any danger, let
me be first therein.
Hopeful. Nay, you shall not go first; for your mind being troubled,
may bring you out of the way again. But by this time the waters were
greatly risen, so that the way was very dangerous. Yet they resolved
to go as far as they could. But it was so dark, and the flood so high,
that they could not, with all the skill they had, get again to the stile
that night. Wherefore, at last they sat down under a tree till day
should break; but being weary, they fell asleep. Now there was not
far off a castle called Doubting-castle, the owner whereof was giant
Despair, who rising early in the morning, and walking out, found
Christian and Hopeful asleep in his ground. With a surly voice, he bid
them awake, and asked, whence they came, and what they did
there? They told him they were pilgrims that had lost their way. Then
said the giant, you have trespassed upon my ground, and therefore
must go along with me. So he drove them before him into his castle,
and cast them into a dark and dismal dungeon, where they sunk in
the mire and dirt. And here they lay, without bread, or water, or light,
or any to care for, or comfort them.
The next morning the giant came to them again, and beat them in
such a manner, that they were scarcely able to help themselves, or
to turn themselves upon the floor; then he left them to bewail their
misery, and to mourn under their distress: so that all that day they
spent their time in nothing but sighs and bitter lamentations. The day
following he returned, and perceiving them to be sore with the blows
they had received, he told them, that since they were never likely to
escape, their best way was to put an end to their trouble at once.
“For what good,” said he, “will life do you? It is only heaping sorrow
upon sorrow.” He then left them to consider what to do; and they
began consulting together as follows.
Toward evening the giant came again, to see if his prisoners had
taken his counsel. But finding them alive, he fell into a grievous rage,
and told them, since they would not obey him, it should be far worse
with them than if they had never been born.
“My brother, remembrest thou not, how valiant thou hast been
heretofore? Apollyon could not destroy thee, nor all thou didst meet
in the valley of the Shadow of Death. What hardships hast thou
already gone through? And art thou now nothing but fears? Thou
seest I am in the dungeon as well as thou: also the giant has
wounded me as much as thee. He hath cut off the bread and water
from my mouth too; and I too mourn without the light. However, in
our patience let us possess our souls. Who knows how soon a
change may come?”
The next morning the giant took them into the castle-yard, and
shewed them the bones and sculls with which it was strewed.
“These, said he, were once pilgrims as you are, and they trespassed
on my ground; and, when I saw fit, I tore them in pieces, as within
ten days I will do you, get you down till then into your dungeon.” So
he drove them back, and shut them in.
Christian. Is there any relief in this place for pilgrims that are
weary and faint in the way?
Shepherd. The lord of these mountains has given a charge, not
to be forgetful to entertain strangers: “Therefore the good of the
place is before you.” So they took them by the hand, and led them to
their tents. After a short refreshment, (it being now late) they all
betook them to their rest.
Ignorance. Sir, I was born in the country that lies on the left-hand,
and am going to mount Zion.
Christian. But what have you to shew at the gate, that it may be
opened to you?
Christian. But you came not in at the strait gate. You came in
through that crooked lane; and therefore I fear, whatever you think of
yourself, you will at that day be judged a thief and a robber.
So they went on, and Ignorance came after. When they had past
him a little way, they came into a very dark lane, where they met a
man whom seven devils had bound with seven strong cords, and
were carrying back to the door on the side of the hill. On his back
was a paper with this inscription, The just shall live by faith; but if he
draw back, my soul shall have no pleasure in him.
Christian. Few have found them cowards. They once set upon
me; and though I was cloathed in armour of proof, I found it hard
work to quit myself like a man. No man knows what a combat that is,
but he that has been engaged in it himself.
Hopeful. Well, but they ran away as soon as they only supposed
that Great-Grace was a coming.
Christian. No marvel; for he is the King’s champion. But all the
King’s subjects are not his champions; nor can they, in the day of
trial, do such feats of war as he.
Christian. If it had been he, he might have had his hands full. For
I must tell you, although he can deal with them as long as he keeps
them at sword’s point; yet if ever they get within him, it will go hard
but they will give him a sore fall.
’Tis good also that we desire the King, that he would go with us
himself; and then we need not be afraid if thousands had set
themselves against us round about: but without him the proud
helpers shall fall under the slain.
So they went on till they came to a place where they saw a way
put itself into their way, which seemed to lie as straight as the other,
insomuch that they knew not which to take. As they were standing to
consider, a man of black flesh, but covered with a very light robe,
came smiling to them, and lovingly asked, “Why do you stand here?”
They answered, “We are going to mount Zion, but know not which of
these ways to take.” “I am glad, said the man, you are of so good a
mind. Few men are so wise as you. Follow me, my dear friends, and
I will shew you the way. Such as you deserve to be honoured of all
men.” So they followed him, till, by little and little the way turned, and
their faces were set toward the city of Destruction. And before they
were aware, they were got within the compass of a net, which he
drew upon them and held them fast. The white robe then fell off the
black man’s back; and they saw where they were, but could not
escape.
Then said Christian, I see my error now. Did not the shepherds
tell us to beware of the flatterer? How true is that word, A man that
flattereth his neighbour, spreadeth a net for his feet!
Hopeful. They also gave us a note of direction about the way; but
we forgot to read it, else we should have kept ourselves from the
paths of the destroyer. Thus they lay bewailing themselves in the
net, when they saw a shining one coming toward them, with a whip
of small cords in his hand. He asked, What do ye here? They
answered, We were led out of the way by a black man cloathed in
white. He is a flatterer, said he, a false apostle, Satan transformed
into an angel of light. So he rent the net, and said, “Follow me;” and
led them back into the way they had left. Then he asked them, “Did
not the shepherds on the mountains give you a note of the way?
Why did you not read it? And did they not bid you beware of the
flatterer?” They were speechless. So he commanded them to lie
down, and chastised them sore, saying, As many as I love, I rebuke
and chasten; be zealous therefore and repent.
I saw then in my dream, that they arose and went on, until they
came into a country, whose air naturally tended to make one drowsy.
And here Hopeful began to be very heavy, and said to Christian, “I
can scarce hold open my eyes; let us lie down and sleep awhile.”
Hopeful. I knew not that this was the work of God upon me, but
called it lowness of spirits; and sin was so sweet to me, that I was
loth to leave it; besides, I could not tell how to part with my old
companions.
Hopeful. Many things: as, if I met but a good man in the street; or
if I heard one read the bible; or, if my head began to ake; or, if I was
told of any that was sick; or, if I heard the bell toll for one that was
dead; or, if I thought of dying myself or heard of a sudden death: but,
above all, when I thought I must quickly come to judgment.
Hopeful. No; they got faster hold upon me, till I could have no rest
in sin.
Hopeful. Yes; but I had not reformed my heart. I found that was
still as bad, or worse than ever; full of anger, pride, lust, and what
not? I found my inward parts were very wickedness; that I was
earthly, sensual, and devilish, having still a carnal mind that was
enmity against God, and brought me into captivity to sin and death. I
saw more and more, that there dwelt in me no good thing; no love of
God; no true love of my neighbour. Above all, I was convinced I had
not faith; not that faith which overcometh the world: and that was
always sounding in my ears, He that believeth not shall be damned.
Hopeful. Why I thought with myself, I have by sin run far in debt
with God, and my reforming now will not pay that debt. How then
shall I be freed from that damnation, to which I know myself to be
justly exposed, by my former transgressions?
Besides, I still saw sin mixing itself with the best actions I could
do: So that I was forced to conclude, that, notwithstanding my former
opinion of myself, I committed sin enough in one day to send me to
hell, though my former life had been faultless.
Hopeful. Yes, a hundred times; but I knew not what else to do,
being convinced, that without Christ, all the world could not save me;
and therefore, thought I with myself, if I leave off, I die; and I can but
die, if I continue. And withal this came into my mind, If it tarry, wait
for it, because it will surely come; it will not tarry.
Christian. And what effect had this upon your spirit and life?