102 COLLOQUIA ENTOMOLOGICA. 



Ent. We'll go together, Roey. 



Erro. What mines of natural history those delightful 

 regions contain, — mines hitherto totally unexplored ; for in 

 entomology what has yet been done? O, I long to watch 

 the bright fire-fly illuminate the night, and the emerald butter- 

 fly blaze from flower to flower in all the radiance of a noon- 

 tide sun ! 



Ent. We'll go together, Roey, that's certain. 



Erro. I will find out for you the larva and pupa of Urania 

 and Castnia, and all those arcana of our craft which at present 

 envelope it in a mantle of mystery. I will send you, MoflTy, 

 from time to time, histories that shall make even Aristotle raise 

 him from some thousand years' slumber to listen to. I will 

 bring home thousands of insects never before heard of, — 



Quern qui scire velit Lybici velit iequoris idem 

 Discere quam multgg Zephyro turbentur avense, 

 Aut ubi navigiis violentior iucidit Eurus 

 Nosse quot lonii veniant ad littora fluctus. 



Ent. Speak the vernacular, Roey, pray. Your Greek and 

 Hebrew is a sealed book to me, you know very well. 



Erro. My modus operandi would be this : I would take 

 up my residence on some hill-top surrounded with woods, and 

 would spend all my time in collecting, and in observing nature 

 pure and undefiled by the contact of man. I would live in 

 friendship with the bear, the wolf, and the vampire. My life 

 should be spent in discovering the glorious works of an 

 Almighty Creator, and in unfolding them for the benefit of my 

 fellow-creatures. 



Ent. Noble idea ; let me go too. 



Erro. I should like a companion, but I fear it will not be 



thine to stray, 



The friend and soother of my watery way ; 

 In tlie heart's solitude, more mute and drear, 

 For all that howls and clamours on the ear, 

 With one kind voice that desert to dispel, 

 And turn to home a joyless cabin cell. 



How often has fate, apparent chance, disappointed me even at 

 the threshold of my hopes ! How often, yielding to the wishes 

 of others, I have myself conquered for a time the feeling — 

 but every fall it returns with redoubled strength — /tccrei laleri 



