Dave,
Nearest I can find is Percy Bysse
O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, / Thou, from whose unseen
presence the leaves dead / Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter
fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, / Pestilence-stricken
multitudes: O thou, / Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The wingèd
seeds, where they lie cold and low,/ Each like a corpse within its grave,
until / Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the
dreaming earth.
Ode to the West Wind
Roger.
----- Original Message -----
From: "david.bircumshaw" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Sunday, October 07, 2001 4:14 PM
Subject: ghost quote
> Some friends of mine are racking wits over the source of the following
> quote: "and ghosts shall drive you on..."
>
> My memory resembling the place where all odd socks disappear today I
> wondered if anyone could oblige.
>
> Best
>
> Dave
>
>
>
> David Bircumshaw
>
> Leicester, England
>
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