The Foundation of the City 



will spring with incredible fury on any 

 living thing, ant or lion or man, that 

 dares to profane the sacred ark. This 

 we may term anger, ridiculous obsti- 

 nacy, or heroism, according as our mind 

 be disposed. 



But of their want of solidarity outside 

 the hive, and even of sympathy within it, 

 I can find nothing to say. Are we to 

 believe that each form of intellect possesses 

 its own strange limitation, and that the 

 tiny flame which with so much difficulty 

 at last burns Its way through inert matter 

 and issues forth from the brain, is still so 

 uncertain that if it illumine one point more 

 strongly the others are forced into blacker 

 darkness ? Here we find that the bees (or 

 nature acting within them) have organised 

 work in common, the love and cult of the 

 future, in a manner more perfect than can 

 elsewhere be discovered. Is it for this 

 reason that they have lost sight of all the 

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