The Weekly comet. [volume] (Baton Rouge, La.) 1853-1855, 1854-02-12
Gbr1prrkly Calllpt
Thursday Morning, :. FEB. 3, 1854.

accumulation OI L DetTy--oFlgiHal Huu
select. on the Editors table" has been
10 great, that IL demands notice at otir
hand aud il is proposed to file it all
away. out of the way this morning, by
general dashipg and sweeping -crit-
icism.
Our PERCEPTION for the beautiful in
posey, has been blunted by the com-
munity which IL, to all intents and
purposes matter Of fact in its appe-
titles. "A feast Of substantial meats, il
better understood and more fully APP
preciated than feast of treason and
the SOUL any where in this genera
ton ofmen. Under The full concious-
ness Of this fact, our friends who write
rhymes dedicated ITO the Comet"
have been advised repeatedly, that
they waste their time; and "ou,. Poets
corner has long since been blocked
up, by the price current" and other
matters connected with 'gastronomety:'
which is certainly Of more Importance
to life, than the abstract visions Of love
sick swaines, who foully murder their
own time, by scribbling twenty fifth
rate verses.
But to come to the tWptoM5,tU po4
etio epistles before as. Somebody
writes q half dozen verses like this
For The sake Of obtaining eafth's pershiiiE gold,
wandered from a Mothers embrace
When think Of the saeriiiee my heart grows cold
with the frost Of ingrattude's clime
We have one word Of advise for
this gentleman. lie had better call
in his shirts from the washerwomans
pay her bill and 20 home.
Another writer says.
Don't think me nlton nor Byron, sir,
But all know II poetry;
Nor Adams, jackson, nor Aaron BURR
Nor advocate for bitterly a#
Though millions draw in fancy pense,
My greatest prize was common sense.
Common sense" This poet is a
very fortunate individual. He should |
desire to make no further impression
on the world-but keep as still as
church mouse, If he would have peo-
pie believe what he says.
The lines to Sarah" by "Godol.
phin. start out very well, but get
cloudy before they come to the end Of
the journey. The lines
"ideeined that pride, deemed that time,
Would qhenci at length my boyish name,o
are very good--we have never before
seen them in such bad company.
Another fellow whose verses came
10 us through the Post office yesterday,
starts off without giving his epistles "a
head" and complains Of being NAL
.reated, not by the world, but by the
wemon.. His verses are AZ crooked as
any we have ever looked on They
sannot DO measured by miles, leagues,
'urlongs or poles, they have neither
he requisite number Of feet, or inches.
Wcro we to advise, we would say
Come Mr.. .Iones---come, on your own
roper legs, and take away the man u
lscript. Have it put to music, for it =
8 as barren in sentiment as a modern
ong.'' g
IL Somebody "a very modest man
We presume, who hoes not wish to be n
'udod) sends us a very nice piece of q
cast beef. Such as we more often J
GO in one Of the old Masters paint T
ngs than in the real A piece, that =
ooks like old England itself, in the .
avs of Queen Bess, when the safe and l
ertain diligence had the place Of the ?
,comotiye--when 'interest" was not II
as it is now, and Butchers y
cd human feelings to restrain them AZ
killing the swine" to prevent their q
aryinr 10 death Alas coy We those