is admirable for its critical insight.  In 1802 he paid a visit to Coleridge at Keswick, in the Lake Country; but he felt or affected a whimsical horror of the mountains, and said, “Fleet Street and the Strand are better to live in.”  Among the best of his essays are Dream Children, Poor Relations, The Artificial Comedy of the Last Century, Old China, Roast Pig, A Defense of Chimneysweeps, A Complaint of the Decay of Beggars in the Metropolis, and The Old Benchers of the Inner Temple.

The romantic movement, preluded by Gray, Collins, Chatterton, Macpherson, and others, culminated in Walter Scott (1721-1832).  His passion for the mediaeval was excited by reading Percy’s Reliques when he was a boy; and in one of his school themes he maintained that Ariosto was a greater poet than Homer.  He began early to collect manuscript ballads, suits of armor, pieces of old plate, border-horns, and similar relics.  He learned Italian in order to read the romancers—­Ariosto, Tasso, Pulci, and Boiardo—­preferring them to Dante.  He studied Gothic architecture, heraldry, and the art of fortification, and made drawings of famous ruins and battle-fields.  In particular he read eagerly every thing that he could lay hands on relating to the history, legends, and antiquities of the Scottish border—­the vale of Tweed, Teviotdale, Ettrick Forest, and the Yarrow, of all which land he became the laureate, as Burns had been of Ayrshire and the “West Country.”  Scott, like Wordsworth, was an outdoor poet.  He spent much time in the saddle, and was fond of horses, dogs, hunting, and salmon-fishing.  He had a keen eye for the beauties of natural scenery, though “more especially,” he admits, “when combined with ancient ruins or remains of our forefathers’ piety or splendor.”  He had the historic imagination, and, in creating the historical novel, he was the first to throw a poetic glamour over European annals.  In 1803 Wordsworth visited Scott at Lasswade, near Edinburgh; and Scott afterward returned the visit at Grasmere.  Wordsworth noted that his guest was “full of anecdote, and averse from disquisition.”  The Englishman was a moralist and much given to “disquisition,” while the Scotchman was, above all things, a raconteur, and, perhaps, on the whole, the foremost of British story-tellers.  Scott’s Toryism, too, was of a different stripe from Wordsworth’s, being rather the result of sentiment and imagination than of philosophy and reflection.  His mind struck deep root in the past; his local attachments and family pride were intense.  Abbotsford was his darling, and the expenses of this domain and of the baronial hospitality which he there extended to all comers were among the causes of his bankruptcy.  The enormous toil which he exacted of himself, to pay off the debt of L117,000, contracted by the failure of his publishers, cost him his life.  It is said that he was more gratified when the Prince Regent created him a baronet, in 1820, than by the public recognition that he acquired as the author of the Waverley Novels.