Universal Magazine of Knowledge and Pleasure, Том 91Pub. for J. Hinton., 1792 |
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... common economy , and is therefore neceffary to be known . The heat of bees is afcertainable by the thermometer , and I shall give the refult of experiments made at two dif- ferent feafons of the year . July 18th , at ten in the evening ...
... common economy , and is therefore neceffary to be known . The heat of bees is afcertainable by the thermometer , and I shall give the refult of experiments made at two dif- ferent feafons of the year . July 18th , at ten in the evening ...
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... common to the most folitary animals ; but it can alfo be confidered as a member of fociety , in which it is taking an active part , and in which it becomes an object of great cu- riofity . To confider this fociety indivi- dually , it ...
... common to the most folitary animals ; but it can alfo be confidered as a member of fociety , in which it is taking an active part , and in which it becomes an object of great cu- riofity . To confider this fociety indivi- dually , it ...
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... common bee in any one period of the year , or , in other words , in any one month , and carry it round to the fame , and obferve what happens in that time , is probably including the whole economy of bees ; for although they may live ...
... common bee in any one period of the year , or , in other words , in any one month , and carry it round to the fame , and obferve what happens in that time , is probably including the whole economy of bees ; for although they may live ...
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... common , I believe , imagined to be the materials of which the wax is made , for it is called by moft the wax : but it is the farina , for it is always of the fame colour as the farina of the flower where they are gathering ; and indeed ...
... common , I believe , imagined to be the materials of which the wax is made , for it is called by moft the wax : but it is the farina , for it is always of the fame colour as the farina of the flower where they are gathering ; and indeed ...
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... common wax ; it is fofter and tougher , a good deal like the substance with which they co- ver in their chryfalis , or the humble bee furrounds her eggs . It is pre- bably a mixture of wax with farina . The cells are placed nearly ...
... common wax ; it is fofter and tougher , a good deal like the substance with which they co- ver in their chryfalis , or the humble bee furrounds her eggs . It is pre- bably a mixture of wax with farina . The cells are placed nearly ...
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