The Young Queens 
of what our intellect urges. And this 
intellect of ours, that, as a rule, its own 
boundary reached, knows not whither to 
go—can it be well that it should join 
itself to these forces, and add to them its 
unexpected weight? 
[79] 
Have we the right to conclude, from 
the dangers of parthenogenesis, that nature 
is not always able to proportion the means 
to the end; and that what she intends to 
preserve is preserved at times by means of 
precautions she has to contrive against her 
own precautions, and often through foreign 
circumstances she has not herself foreseen ? 
But is there anything she does foresee, 
anything she does intend to preserve? 
Nature, some may say, is a word where- 
with we clothe the unknowable; and few 
things authorise our crediting it with 
intelligence, or with aim. ‘That is true. 
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