Moreover, the Constitution, had it been their own choice, would by this time have lost favour in the eyes of the French, as not sufficiently democratic for the high notion _that_ people entertain of their fitness to govern themselves; but, for my own part, I'd rather fill the office of a parish beadle than sit on the throne where the Duke of Orleans has suffered himself to be placed.
The heat is gone, and but that we have too much rain again the country would be enchanting.
With a thousand thanks, I remain ever yours, WM.

WORDSWORTH.[117] 71.

_Nonsense: Rotten Boroughs: Sonnets: Pegasus: Kenelm Digby: Tennysons_.
LETTERS TO PROFESSOR HAMILTON.
Trinity Lodge, Cambridge, November 26.

1830.
MY DEAR MR.

HAMILTON, I reached this place nine days ago, where I should have found your letter of the 23d ult., but that it had been forwarded to Coleorton Hall, Leicestershire, where we stopped a week on our road.