SOURCE: “Jean Ingelow,” in The Citizen, Vol. 3, No. 10, December, 1897, pp. 224-25.

In the following essay, written just after Ingelow's death, Street presents a brief overview of Ingelow's life and works, finding her writings “charming” but restricted in scope because of her limited life experiences.

When Tennyson died, when Morris and Stevenson, Lowell and Holmes laid their pens down for the last time, there was such a sense of activity arrested, of immediate loss, that we look even yet for this to be made good to us. Far different, however, is the feeling with regard to the English poetess recently deceased. Her death seems rather the loss of an earlier generation who read her novels and memorized her verse which the younger of us, to whom much richer treasures of literature have fallen, have never cared to con or peruse. It is partly because of the years that have...