Nathaniel Hawthorne,
Tanglewood Tales — The Wayside
(1853)
“ When the first poet or romancer told these marvellous legends (such is Eustace Bright's opinion) , it was still the Golden Age. Evil had never yet existed; and sorrow, misfortune, crime, were mere shadows which the mind fancifully created for itself, as a shelter against too sunny realities; or, at most, but prophetic dreams to which the dreamer himself did not yield a waking credence. Children are now the only representatives of the men and women of that happy era ”
