200 Notes on Natural History, 



I fancy its singing so late is a singular circumstance, to be 

 attributed to the change in the atmosphere from severe cold 

 to warmth and mildness. For the last three weeks the weather 

 has been invariably very cold during the day, and frosty at 

 night; and at noon this day, for the first time, I felt something 

 like summer heat. Weather more unpropitious for the en- 

 tomologist could not have been. 



19th. The cuckoo was heard again about the same hour 

 as last night. The large white butterfly, in considerable num- 

 bers, is now lively on the wing. A magnificent peacock 

 butterfly was floating about ; the first I had seen for some 

 time past. 



21st. Change of residence : going farther into the country, 

 to a situation pleasantly situated in a valley, and well adapted 

 to entomological researches. 



24th. Walked along the valley to the sea beach at St. 

 Bees. Gathered a few shells of the soldier crab [Pagurus],. 

 of various sizes, some large, and others very small. I saw on 

 the beach a Royston crow Bewick (Corvus Cornix £., hooded 

 crow Fleming, Cornix cinerea Willnghby) ; migratory, and 

 said to be common in these parts, which it may have been 

 formerly, but is not so now, for I remember having seen but 

 three or four ; one of them several years ago, near the large 

 rookery at Isel Hall, a seat of Sir Wilfred Lawson, on the 

 banks of the Derwent, and almost at the foot of the celebrated 

 Skiddaw. To a wall fronting the sea beach, and exposed to 

 the sea breeze, there were attached innumerable quantities of 

 the common garden snail. 



it entire. G. W.'s remarks, under May 25., seem to increase its appro- 

 priateness here. — J. D. 



" Remote from busy Life's bewilder'd way, 



O'er all his heart shall Taste and Beauty sway f 



Free on the sunny slope, or winding shore, 



With hermit steps to wander and adore ! 



There shall he love, when genial morn appears, 



Like pensive beauty smiling in her tears, 



To watch the bright'ning roses of the sky, 



And muse on Nature with a poet's eye ! — 



And when the sun's last splendour lights the deep. 



The woods and waves and murm'ring winds asleep j 



When fairy harps the Hesperian planet hail, 



And the lone cuckoo sighs along the vale ; 



His path shall be where streamy mountains swell 



Their shadowy grandeur o'er the narrow dell, 



Where mouldering piles and forests intervene, 



Mingling with darker tints the living green ; 



No circling hills his ravish'd eye to bound, 



Heaven, Earth, and Ocean blazing all around." 



Part II. 1.91— 108. 



