The Sun.
London, England, 1845-06-27 00:00:00

HER IVIIJESTY S THEATRE.

During the whole of the present season, eacn succeeding
Thursday has surpassed its predecessor in its powers of at-
traction ; and last night was decidedly not only the greatest
Thursday, but the greatest night of the season. 't aglioni
made her first appearance here for these five years, and it is
needless to say. that within five minutes after the doors were
opened the House W:9 crowded in every part. Never has
there been for yearr ps_t such a crush. The part chosen for her
debut was La Sylphids, and never was 1 aglioni greater than she
was last evening. In the absence of the true divinity, we have
been content to w..rship at the shrines of the minor goddesses ;
but the true divinity has vouchsafed us an oval i•in of five nights,
and the whole operatic world has again bec..me orthodox.
Taglioni is the first and only artiste who his really raised
dancing to the dignity of an art. She has placed the chereo-
graphic art tin a perfect equality with poetry, painting, and
music. In the mere tours of dancing she is unrivalled, and we
should be amazed at her unapproachable grace and power, if
we were not lost in admiration at the high and intellectual
poetry which she infuses into her personations, and which pre-
vents us from properly appreciating the beauty of her merely
physical efforts. The much hackneyed phrase of the " poetry
of motion" is, in speaking of the dancing of Taglioni, the
simple enunciation of a self-apparent truth. Her Syl-
phide last night was a perfect pastoral poem,
worthy of Theocrit us or of Virgil. She seemed like a sunbeam,
dancing and sporting, and spreading joy and light around arid
among the human beings on whom she deigned to shine.
Never was she more sylph like, more exquisite, more perfect.
There was but one dra, back to our enjoyment. Like a dark
cloud the thought would intrude itself, that alter four nights
she quits us never to return, and she leaves no successor to fill
her vacant ••irone. The woi ld has produced bat one
Taglioni—and she quits us in the zenith of her tame
and of her powers. Never was she so great as
at the present moment. That
.the House will, on the
nights of her pet formance, contain a greater amount of human
beings than have ever befixe been congregated within its east
area, is a fact which cannot admit of doubt; but five nights
will be insufficient to snAble half those to see her who are
desirous of so doing. All who have seen her once, will be ds-
si:ous of seeing her again and again; and those who have
not seen her, may rest perfectly assured that !hey have no
idea of what dancing really is. Nothing could esceed the
enthusiasm of her reception. Bouptets innumerable were
showered upon her from every part of the house, and every
time she re-appeared the offerings were renewed. Her every
pas was in a literal sense it pas des fleurs. At the conclusisn
of the ballet she was called for, and on b. dig led on by Perrot,
was greeted with, if possible, increased enthusiasm. The
ballet was preceded by Roberto Devereux, in which Madan et
Rossi Caccia, Moriani, and Barroilhet, appeared with even
greater success than on Tuesday, and it was followed by the Lill
scene from Alma.