The Pilgrim's Progress

So he took Christian by the hand again, and led him into a chamber, where there was one rising out of bed. And as he put on his raiment, he shook and trembled. Then said Christian, Why doth this man thus tremble? The interpreter then bid him tell to Christian the reason of his so doing. So he began and said, This night, as I was in my sleep, I dreamed. And behold, the heavens grew exceeding black. Also, it thundered, enlightened and most fearful-wise. And it put me into an agony. Clouds racked at an unusual rate. Upon which I heard a great sound of a trumpet. So the heavens were in a burning flame. Rise, ye dead, and come to judgment. And with that, the rocks branched, the graves opened, and the dead that were therein came forth, and sought to hide themselves under the mountains, and bid the world draw near. Yet there was, by reason of a fierce flame, which issued out in a convenient distance. The judge and the priest gathered together the tares into the burning lake. And with that, the bottomless pit opened, and just smoke and cold also came into my mind. And my conscience did accuse me on every side. But what is it that made you so afraid of this sight? Why, I thought that the day of judgment was come, and that I was not ready for it. But this frightened me most, that the angels gathered up several and left me behind. Also, the pit of hell opened her mouth just where I stood. My conscience too afflicted me. And, as I thought, the judge had always his eye upon me, showing indignation in his countenance.