Science in Arcady

These book is written about the essays deal for the most part with Science in Arcady. My native country: for I am not of those who praise the busy town. On the contrary, in the words of the great poet who has just departed to join Milton and Shelley in a place of high collateral glory, I love to rail against it still, with a naturalist's bitterness. For the town is always dead and lifeless. There is who admire it, they say poor purblind creatures because, and forsooth there is so much life there. So much life indeed No grass in the streets no flowers in the lanes no beetles or butterflies on the dull stone pavements Brick and mortar have killed out all life over square miles of Middlesex. For myself. I love better the densely peopled fields than this human desert this be flagged and macadamized man-made solitude. The country teems with life on every hand a thousand different plants and flowers in the spangled meadows a thousand varied denizens of pond and air and heath and copses. Their ways are endless. They attract me far more with their infinite diversity than the grey and gloomy haunts of the cab-horse and the stock-broker.