Leaving the noisy and ill-smelling street in a now rather shabby part of the city, one enters by an ancient iron gateway into Bunhill Fields, one of London's most famous burial grounds. Venerable trees with outstretched arms cast shadows across the closely crowded tombs of the dead. On the benches along the paths poor and decayed old men, more welcome among the dead than the living, sit and chat amiably together, undisturbed by their gloomy surroundings. Passing down the narrow lanes between the graves, the visitor surveys a dismal harvest of the trophies and tokens of mortality. But here and there the eye lights upon a name which can never die.
Here on this stone he reads the name "Susanna Wesley"—the great mother of the Wesleys. Here on another tomb the name "Isaac Watts"—and as he looks he seems to hear the melody of Watts's grand hymn, "When I Survey the Wondrous Cross." Over here is the grave of Daniel Defoe, author of Robinson Crusoe, one of the two most popular books in the English tongue.
Not far off is another famous grave. Before the visitor can make out the name carved upon it, the sculptured relief of a pilgrim kneeling at the foot of the cross, while his bundle rolls from his back, tells him that he is standing by the grave of the author of the other best-known English book, Pilgrim's Progress.