CHAPTER VII. 
THE BEE IN THE FIELDS. 
“ When the plant attains to the flower, the climax 
of its existence,—when it assumes its symmetrical 
outlines, its perfumes, its colours, and a certain 
degree of animal irritability,—it emerges from its 
condition of isolation, and connects itself more 
closely with the great Whole. But it remains fixed 
in one place, without any reciprocation of love. 
The animal, on the contrary, is movement 
itself, and manifests its joy in living by its capricious mobility. Then 
the captive plant casts a glance of amicable confidence on the animal’s 
