With fierce distracted eye IMPATIENS stands,
        Swells her pale cheeks, and brandishes her hands,

[Impatiens. l. 131.  Touch me not.  The seed vessel consists of one cell with five divisions; each of these, when the seed is ripe, on being touched, suddenly folds itself into a spiral form, leaps from the stalk and disperses the seeds to a great distance by it’s elasticity.  The capsule of the geranium and the beard of wild oats are twisted for a similar purpose, and dislodge their seeds on wet days, when the ground is best fitted to receive them.  Hence one of these, with its adhering capsule or beard fixed on a stand, serves the purpose of an hygrometer, twisting itself more or less according to the moisture of the air.

The awn of barley is furnished with stiff points, which, like the teeth of a saw, are all turned towards the point of it; as this long awn lies upon the ground, it extends itself in the moist air of night, and pushes forwards the barley corn, which it adheres to; in the day it shortens as it dries; and as these points prevent it from receding, it draws up its pointed end; and thus, creeping like a worm, will travel many feet from the parent stem.  That very ingenious Mechanic Philosopher, Mr. Edgeworth, once made on this principle a wooden automaton; its back consisted of soft Fir-wood, about an inch square, and four feet long, made of pieces cut the cross-way in respect to the fibres of the wood, and glued together:  it had two feet before, and two behind, which supported the back horizontally; but were placed with their extremities, which were armed with sharp points of iron, bending backwards.  Hence, in moist weather, the back lengthened, and the two foremost feet were pushed forwards; in dry weather the hinder feet were drawn after, as the obliquity of the points of the feet prevented it from receding.  And thus, in a month or two, it walked across the room which it inhabited.  Might not this machine be applied as an Hygrometer to some meteorological purpose?]

        With rage and hate the astonish’d groves alarms,
        And hurls her infants from her frantic arms.
135 —­So when MEDAEA left her native soil
        Unaw’d by danger, unsubdued by toil;
        Her weeping sire and beckoning friends withstood,
        And launch’d enamour’d on the boiling flood;
        One ruddy boy her gentle lips caress’d,
140 And one fair girl was pillow’d on her breast;

        While high in air the golden treasure burns,
        And Love and Glory guide the prow by turns. 
        But, when Thessalia’s inauspicious plain
        Received the matron-heroine from the main;
145 While horns of triumph sound, and altars burn,
        And shouting nations hail their Chief’s return: 
        Aghaft, She saw new-deck’d the nuptial bed,
        And proud CREUSA to the temple led;
        Saw her in JASON’S mercenary arms