The Swarm 
as we soon shall find, is by no means as 
blind and inevitable as one might believe? 
Where, in what assembly, what council, 
what intellectual and moral sphere, does 
this spirit reside to whom all must submit, 
itself being vassal to an heroic duty, to 
an intelligence whose eyes are persistently 
fixed on the future? 
It comes to pass with the bees as with 
most of the things in this world; we 
remark some few of their habits; we 
say they do this, they work in such and 
such fashion, their queens are born thus, 
their workers are virgin, they swarm at 
a certain time. And then we imagine 
we know them, and ask nothing more. 
We watch them hasten from flower to 
flower, we see the constant agitation within 
the hive ; their life seems very simple to 
us, and bounded, like every life, by the 
instinctive cares of reproduction and nour- 
ishment. But let the eye draw near, and 
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