It is that which contains portraits of English women whose names have become famous in literature. Here we have Mrs. Browning, Sarah Austin, Mrs. Carter, Miss Strickland, George Eliot, Mary Somerville, and many others. The collection is not nearly so complete as could be wished--for Jane Austen, Anne and Jane Taylor, Hannah More, the Brontës, and many others are wanting--still, it is very good. But few males are admitted. Robert Browning is very properly allowed to accompany his wife, and the fact, we presume, that his wife was with him, has also gained access for Thomas Hood. A portrait of Lady Hamilton strikes us as a little out of place, but the Museum has as yet no department for female charm, and as this is by Romney it may have been difficult to refuse it. With the exception of it and one of Elizabeth Fry, all the others have more or less direct claim to be associated with literature or science. To Mrs. Opie, Mrs. Browning and Miss Strickland no one will hesitate to accord the praise of good looks, and many others exhibit in a remarkable degree the bright-eyed intelligence which we expect from authoresses. Several show a splendid breadth of forehead, the accompaniment, no doubt, of a brachycephalic or broad head. Mrs. Carter, Miss Mitford (of “Our village”), Mrs. Trimmer, Miss Strickland and George Eliot are the best, but not the only instances of this. It might be hardly good manners to describe too exactly the various features of feminine faces, and the fact that but few show the profile makes it difficult to judge accurately as to size and shape of nose and chin. Few are, in any sense, disappointing. That of Mrs. Carlisle might have been kept back without loss, since, if it is in the least true to life, it gives a too painful sense of justification to the rumours of married unhappiness, which were probably to a large extent unfounded. The portrait of Sarah Austin, when old and ill, might also perhaps be spared, since there is a very pleasing one of her in earlier life. At any rate, the two ought to be placed together. Declining, as we do, in reference to almost the whole, the task of detailed analysis of features, we cannot, in the interests of physiognomical research, exempt those behind which lay the most profound intellect ever possessed by a woman. Mrs. Carter in classical and literary attainments, and Mary Somerville in the domain of science, must be accorded foremost places. Mrs. Browning is second, perhaps, to none in depth of human sympathy and beauty of poetic expression; but if we estimate character by profundity of insight, we shall probably accord to George Eliot amongst women much the same position as that which Shakespeare holds amongst men. We do not for a moment compare her with Shakespeare.