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full of inquietude; its looks, coarse and 
vulgar; it shuns all society, even that of 
its own kind; and when it is prompted by 
lust to seek a companion, its appetite is 
not softened by delicacy of feeling." "It 
breeds in the cavities which it has in part 
formed itself; the progeny issue from the 
heart of the tree, and, though furnished 
with wings, they are almost confined to 
the verge of its circumference, and con- 
demned to tread the dull round of life." 
"Such, he observes, is the narrow and 
gross instinct suited to a mean and a 
gloomy life." 
