I found this great quote today In, "The Fauna of Shorpshire," by Edward Forrest, published in 1899.
"Happy indeed is the naturalist: To him the seasons come round like old friends; to him the birds sing: as he walks along, the flowers stretch out from the hedges, or look up from the ground; and as each year fades away, he looks back on a fresh store of happy memories."
Sir John Lubbock
"The Beauties of Nature"
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