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VICTORIAN AGE IN LITERATURE
mounting description of the storm, where it comes to—
"Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them
With deafening clamour in the slippery clouds."
without seeing an immense balloon rising from the ground, with Shakespeare grinning over the edge of the car, and saying, "You can't stop me: I am above reason now." That is the nearest we can get to the general national spirit, which we have now to follow through one brief and curious but very national episode.
Three years before the young queen was crowned, William Cobbett was buried at Farnham. It may seem strange to begin with this great neglected name, rather than the old age of Wordsworth or the young death of Shelley. But to any one who feels
