“ The Lovers” part 2 The Pilgrimage They came to Spain in the Autumn: in the Autumn years of life, when the hot, vibrant blood of youth no longer sings in the veins; when the questing, restless turbulence of youth has become quiescent; when the fireside exerts a stronger pull than the long walk in the woods. Kindred spirits, still some vestige of their youthful restlessness remained within them, and they had fled their cold, damp Northern country, flying south like migrating swifts. They had... Sign in to see full entry.