APPENDICES. 
Spring to each falling flake, and bear along 
Their glossy burdens to the builder throng. 
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These in firm phalanx ply their twinkling feet, 
Stretch out the ductile mass, and form the street, 
With many a cross-way path and postern gate, 
That shorten to their range the spreading state. 
Those with sharp sickle, or with sharper tooth, 
Pare each excrescence, and each angle smooth ; 
Till now, in finished pride, two radiant rows 
Of snow-white cells one mutual base disclose. 
Six shining panels gird each polished round, 
The door’s fine rim with waxen fillet bound, 
While walls so thin, with sister walls combined, 
Weak in themselves, a sure dependence find.” 
This precise exposition of facts may conduct us to the 
following reflections upon the whole subject of the marvels 
of insect mechanism, and with them the present volume may 
a second time appropriately conclude :— 
“On books deep poring, ye pale sons of toil, 
Who waste in studious trance the midnight oil, 
Say, can ye emulate, with all your rules. 
Drawn or from Grecian or from Gothic schools, 
This artless frame? Instinct her simple guide, 
A heaven-taught insect bafiles all your pride. 
Or ye on theory’s wild wave that roam, 
And skim from science but its froth and foam, 
Who wield ’gainst Truth the sharp yet shivery lance, 
Devoted bending to your idol, Chance; 
Oh! say, could Chance her lawless atoms bind, 
And weave the tissued woof of sense and mind, 
Or her blind impulse in yon mansions trace 
The firmest fabric with the amplest space? 
No! while ye boast to bow at Reason’s shrine, 
That Reason bids you hail the Power Divine. 
Not huge Behemoth, not the whale’s vast form, 
That spouts a torrent and that breathes a storm. 
