On the following morning (Tuesday) Sir Walter accompanied Wordsworth, and most of his friends, to Newark Castle, on the Yarrow, and it was upon this occasion that the lines, “Yarrow Revisited,” were written. On the morning of Thursday following, when the poet left Abbotsford, he had a serious conversation with Sir Walter, who spoke with gratitude of the happy life he had led. Sir Walter wrote also a few lines in Dora’s album, addressed to her; and when he presented her with the book, in his study, he said: “I should not have done a thing of this kind, but for your father’s sake; they are probably the last verses I shall ever write.” “They shew,” says, Wordsworth, “how much his mind was impaired; not by the strain of thought, but by the execution--some of the lines being imperfect, and one stanza wanting corresponding rhymes.” Poor Sir Walter!--what a spectacle it was to see that colossal intellect tumbling into ruins. Several poems were the result of this short tour, beside the “Yarrow Revisited,”--such as “The Place of Burial,” “On the Sight of a Manse in the South of Scotland,” &c., &c.--Wordsworth’s health, too, was much improved by this tour, and a violent inflammation of the eyes--a complaint to which he was much subject,--left him whilst walking through the Highlands, by the side of his “open carriage,” driven by Dora! Amongst the poems contained in the volume entitled, “Yarrow Revisited,” were many of a political character, for they were written between the years 1830 and 1834, when the Revolution of France, and the Reform party in England, were agitating society to its centre. Wordsworth now hated revolution, and reform also; was opposed to a large and enlightened system of education; and to the admission of Dissenters to the Universities. His plea was the old constitution of things, which could not, he thought, be mended without being broken up and destroyed. “Since the introduction of the Reform Bill, I have been persuaded,” he says, “that the Constitution of England cannot be preserved. It is a question, however, of time.” The poem entitled, “The Warning,” will give the best idea of Wordsworth’s strong political opinions and feelings at this time. As a contrast, however, to these narrow yet patriotic views, we turn to the “Evening Voluntaries,” a collection of sweet poems, which were published in the same volume as the “Yarrow.” They were written on a high part of the coast of Cumberland, on April 7th (Easter Sunday), the author’s 63rd birth-day, between Moresby and Whitehaven, whilst he was on a visit to his son, who was then rector of Moresby.--Very beautiful, indeed, are these poems, which read like twilight vespers in some old abbey’s chancel. Wordsworth says of them--“With the exception of the eighth and ninth, this succession of voluntaries originated in the concluding lines of the last paragraph of this poem, [i.e. of the poem, written on the author’s birth-day, and marked No. 2, in the