_A Bug._
There is a certain kind of _Bug_ like a _Beetle_, but of a glittering
brass colour, with four strong Tinsel Wings; their Bodies are full
of Corruption or white Matter like a Maggot; being dead, and kept
awhile, they will stench odiously; they beat the _Humming Birds_ from
the Flowers.
{40} _The Wasp._
The _Wasps_ in this Countrey are pied, black and white, breed in
Hives made like a great Pine Apple, their entrance is at the lower
end, the whole Hive is of an Ash Colour, but of what matter its made
no man knows; wax it is not, neither will it melt nor fry, but will
take fire suddenly like Tinder: this they fasten to a Bow, or build
it round about a low Bush, a Foot from the ground.
_The flying Gloworm._
The flying _Gloworm_, flying in dark Summer Nights like sparks of
Fire in great number; they are common likewise, in _Palestina_.
{41} Fifthly, Of Plants.
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