...a village, and much more the noble mythology of Greece, which he describes later in the same book : A fearful apprehension from the owl Or death-watch...readily rejoice If two auspicious magpies crossed my way ; — To this would rather bend than see and hear The repetitions wearisome of sense, Where soul is...

...school, Where superstition weaves her airy dreams. Life's autumn past, I stand on winter's verge; 6n And daily lose what I desire to keep: Yet rather would...rejoice, If two auspicious magpies crossed my way; — To this would rather bend than see and hear The repetitions wearisome of sense, 620 Where soul...

...pupil in the many-chambered school, Where superstition weaves her airy dreams. 610 Life's autumn past, I stand on winter's verge ; And daily lose what I desire to keep : Better Yet rather would I instantly decline 8jW?r" To the traditionary sympathies than°a Of a most...

...laboured but too successfully to expel them. " Life's autumn past," says the gray-haired Wanderer, . I stand on winter's verge, And daily lose what I desire...wearisome of sense, Where soul is dead and feeling hath uo place. — p, 108. In the same spirit, those illusions of the imaginative faculty to which the peasantry...

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...the surprising statement by the Wanderer : Life's autumn past, I stand on winter's verge; And dally lose what I desire to keep: Yet rather would I instantly...rejoice, If two auspicious magpies crossed my way; — To this would rather bend than see and hear The repetitions wearisome of sense, Where soul is dead,...

...which it is often compared, the Wanderer's speech in book 4 of The Excursion: "Life's autumn past, I stand on winter's verge; And daily lose what I desire...rejoice, If two auspicious magpies crossed my way; — To this would rather bend than see and hear The repetitions wearisome of sense Where soul is dead,...

...show some agreement. The Wanderer prefers soulful superstititon to soulless truth: Life's autumn past, I stand on winter's verge; And daily lose what I desire...rejoice, If two auspicious magpies crossed my way; — To this would rather bend than see and hear The repetitions wearisome of sense, Where soul is dead,...

...pupil in the many chamber'd school, Where superstition weaves her airy dreams. " Life's autumn past, I stand on winter's verge, And daily lose what I desire...and as readily rejoice, If two auspicious magpies cross'd my way ; To this would rather bend than see and hear The repetitions wearisome of sense, Where...