8 AUGUST 1846, Page 12

The nights of the Italian Opera season are now counted

backwards from the end, in the announcements, by some three or four. But the glory of the ballet is in the zenith. Le Jugement de Paris is certainly the prettiest of divertissements, with its matchless "pea des Deesses"; and although Paris seems unable to decide to whom the golden apple shall belong, the au- dience evidently inclined to adjudge it to Taglioni, at her benefit, on Thurs- day. Her Sylphide—older, undoubtedly, than we remember it—is still a thing of rarest beauty.