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CHAPTER II. 



TO THE COMET OF 1811. 



Stranger of heaven ! I bid thee hail ! 



Shred from the pall of glory riven, 

 That flashest in celestial gale, 



Broad pennon of the King of heaven ! 

 Where hast thou roam'd these thousand years ? 



Why sought these polar paths again, 

 From wilderness of glowing spheres, 



To fling thy vesture o'er the wain ? 

 And when thou scal'st the Milky Way, 



And vanishest from human view, 

 A thousand worlds shall hail thy ray, 



Through wilds of yon empyreal blue. 



JAMES HOGG. 



As we shall now be proceeding to Pocock's Diary for 

 1811, in which he records the appearance of the great 

 comet of that year, it suitably enables us to direct 

 more especial attention to our printer's love of nature, 

 and his ardent pursuit of natural history. This he 

 evinced in 1809, in his 



NATURAL HISTORY OF KENT, 



Arranged in a systematical Order. 



To which is added 

 An Alphabetical Index 



of 

 All the Parishes in that County ; 



