logic and sentiment. The sensation everywhere is extraordinary, I am sorry really to say! Wordsworth is in London, having been commanded up to the Queen's ball. He went in Rogers's court dress, or did I tell you so the other day? And I hear that the fair Majesty of England was quite 'fluttered' at seeing him. 'She had not a word to say,' said Mrs. Jameson, who came to see me the other day and complained of the omission as 'unqueenly;' but I disagreed with her and thought the being '_fluttered_' far the highest compliment. But she told me that a short time ago the Queen confessed she never had read Wordsworth, on which a maid of honour observed, 'That is a pity, he would do your Majesty a great deal of good.' Mrs. Jameson declared that Miss Murray, a maid of honour, very deeply attached to the Queen, assured her (Mrs. J.) of the answer being quite as abrupt as _that_; as direct, and to the purpose; and no offence intended or received. I like Mrs. Jameson better the more I see her, and with grateful reason, she is so kind. Now do write directly, and let me hear of you [in d]etail. And tell Mr. Martin to make a point of coming home to us, with no grievances but political ones. The Bazaar is to be something sublime in its degree, and I shall have a sackcloth feeling all next week. All the rail carriages will be wound up to radiate into it, I hear, and the whole country is to be shot into the heart of London. May God bless you. Your ever affectionate BA. I hear that Guizot suffers intensely, and that there are fears lest he may sink. Not that the complaint is mortal. [Footnote 133: Referring to the Pythagorean doctrine of the sanctity of beans.] _To Mr. Westwood_ Wimpole Street: April 9, 1845. Poor Hood! Ah! I had feared that the scene was closing on him. And I am glad that a little of the poor gratitude of the world is laid down at his door just now to muffle to his dying ear the harsher sounds of life. I forgive much to Sir Robert for the sake of that letter--though, after all, the minister is not high-hearted, or made of heroic stuff.[134] I am delighted that you should appreciate Mr. Browning's high power--very high, according to my view--very high, and various. Yes, 'Paracelsus' you _should_ have. 'Sordello' has many fine things in it, but, having been thrown down by many hands as unintelligible, and retained in mine as certainly of the Sphinxine literature, with all its power, I hesitate to be imperious to you in my recommendations of it. Still, the book _is_ worth being _studied_--study is necessary to it, as, indeed, though in a less degree, to all the works of this poet; study is peculiarly necessary to it. He is a true poet, and a poet, I believe, of a large '_future in-rus, about to be_.' He is only growing to the height he will attain. _To Mr. Westwood_ April 1845.