The progress of science, of literature, and rational theology, has, in a very great degree, dissipated these illusions; but there still lingers, in hamlets remote from general intercourse, a somewhat similar spirit of credulity, where the legend of unearthly agency is yet listened to with eager curiosity and fond belief. These vestiges of superstitions which were once universally prevalent, have been seized upon with avidity by many modern poets, and form some of the most striking passages in their works. More particularly the ghostly and traditionary lore of the cotter's winter-night, has been a favourite subject with them. Thus Thomson tells us, that

————— "the village rouzes up the fire,

While well attested, and as well believed,

Heard solemn, goes the goblin-story round;

Till superstitious horror creeps o'er all:"[321:B]

and Akenside, still more poetically, that

—————————— "by night

The village-matron round the blazing hearth

Suspends the infant-audience with her tales,

Breathing astonishment! of witching rhymes,