MONOGRAPH 



OF THE GENUS 



I 0. 



' Have you not set Lysander, as in scorn, 

 To follow me and praise my eyes and face ? 

 And made your other love, Demetrius, 

 (Who even but now did spurn me with his foot, 

 To call me goddess, nymph, divine, and rare, 

 Precious, celestial ?" — Shakspeare. 



