“Thou art almost like unto the gods,” says he.

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Our near neighbourhood and constant association have enabled me to enter into certain details of which Réaumur could not dream.

A fine family truly, capable by sheer numbers of coping with very grave risks of destruction.

Good people, with your childish simplicity, how great was your mistake!

A vigorous flow of humours occurs in the head, swelling it out and converting it into a diaphanous and ever-throbbing blister.

The machine only lacks size to be a fearful implement of torture.

I will except the Ephippiger, who is so meek in appearance.

The interesting sight is the pairing, which occurs suddenly, without any prelude.

The primitive song is found to this day when men’s throats are fired in taverns instead of caverns.

The Green Grasshopper’s clicking is too faint to be clearly perceived amidst these clamourers; all that reaches me is the least ripple, just noticeable whe

Both wings and wing-cases, which only issued from their sheaths quite recently, are no more than short, crinkly stumps.

The mother bends her long abdomen perpendicularly to the line of the body.

The wing-cases and wings now emerge. These are four narrow strips, faintly grooved and looking like bits of paper ribbon.

The bubbles are small and even, being all of the same dimensions.