THE COMET.

Auckland Times, Volume 1, Issue 38, 16 March 1843, Page 2

THE COMET.

Tne Moon is decidedly jealous, for when clouds have not intervened during the past week to prevent the curious (this is a female adjective) of this mortal earth from coquetting with the Comet, she has been perpetually in the way to screen him with tier own glories —just as Taglioni might outshine the diamonds of Easteb-hazy\ ! by the bedizenments of her silks and satins, or as Venus kept her son to herself when “ Incessu patuit ve BA D ea We have not met with any favorable rt sponse to our request ot last week from any scientific pen; but we can answer to the fact that the course of the illustrious stranger is in rapid progression northwards. Lie will probably tell his own tail in our dear native land before we shall have an Opportunity of doing so, but if our post should arrive before him, we venture to suggest that our friends will discover him in dalliance with the Pleiades, and spreading Ins gladiatorial defiant e in the very teeth of the martial appliances -the sword and be 11 of Orion. It used to be the fashion to suppose that political connexions were always held between the stars of, not our present, but our native hemh sphere,and these eccentric bodies,

and we should not be at all surprised to hear that O'Connell has dropped his tail, that the Comet has picked it up, and is now on his way to make a dare-up in the House of Comets— pshaw —Com rnons we mean. We little thought ever to have quarrelled with the Moon, the gentle Moon, whom we have loved so dearly : we were always heretical upon Byron’s assertion that “The devil’s in the moon for mischief,’* but we hope that her papa will not fail soon to prevent her rising so early to these indecorous fiirta tlons ,we cannot call her “chaste** while they continue, and we do not at ail appioveofher thuswaltz ing and gallopading with a per feet stranger: lie is proud enough and has got tail enough ot his own without her blandishments, —besides it is evident, fur his own comfoit, poorfeliow, that he is bashful about it, and though nobody doubts his gallantry he would be a little less public in his most cherished endearments. We are sorry to read this severe lesson to the Queen of the silver bow. Juliet called her “the inconstant,” --we don’t think she deserved this, she is a little flirtish sometimes she has a bold, some times only a half face, and some times only a sidelong, glance to give to the steadfast ga e of admiration, but whoever has wit enough to estimate her disposi lion may always know how far he may calculate upon her favor. Even the rough seaman, unac customed as he may be supposed to ire to drawing room diploma cics, even he is alwa)S able to calculate her distances. Mortal constellations cannot be so well relied upon. H e shall be glad, however, that the Moon will re some her Accustomed modesty and give us an opportunity of judging of the Comet; free from ihe embarrassment which her attentions throw arouud his natural deportment.