John Harper, Glimpses of Ocean Life; Or, Rock-Pools and the Lessons they Teach
“ I am as much pleased with the rustling of a simple crab, that runs for shelter, at my approach, into a [22] rocky crevice, or beneath a boulder, shaggy with corallines and sea-weed. He, too, while walking down some rural lane, may love to see a blackbird hastily woo the privacy of a hawthorn bush, or a frightened hare limp across his path, and strive to hide among the poppies in the corn-field; I am equally gratified with the sight of a simple razor-fish sinking into the sand, or with the flash of a silver-bodied fish darting across a rock-pool. ”
