The Ocean World: Being a Description of the Sea and Its Living Inhabitants.Figuier, Louis
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The Ocean World: Being a Description of the Sea and Its Living Inhabitants.
Figuier, Louis
Marine animals; Ocean
The Medusæ comprehend, not only the animals so designated in the days of
Cuvier under that name, but also the polyps known as _Tubulariadæ_ and
_Campanulariadæ_.
If we walk along the sea shore, after the reflux of the tide, we may
often see, lying immovable upon the sands, disk-like, gelatinous masses
of a greenish colour and repulsive appearance, from which the eye and
the steps instinctively turn aside. These beings, whose blubber-like
appearance inspires only feelings of disgust when seen lying grey and
dead on the shore, are, however, when seen floating on the bosom of the
ocean, one of its most graceful ornaments. These are Medusæ. When seen
suspended like a piece of gauze or an azure bell in the middle of the
waves, terminating in delicate silvery garlands, we cannot but admire
their iridescent colours, or deny that these objects, so forbidding in
some of their aspects, rank, in their natural localities, among the
most elegant productions of Nature. We could not better commence our
studies of these children of the sea than by quoting a passage from the
poet and historian Michelet: "Among the rugged rocks and lagunes, where
the retiring sea has left many little animals which were too sluggish or
too weak to follow, some shells will be there left to themselves and
suffered to become quite dry. In the midst of them, without shell and
without shelter, extended at our feet, lies the animal which we call by
the very inappropriate name of the _Medusa_. Why was this name, of
terrible associations, given to a creature so charming? Often have I had
my attention arrested by these castaways which we see so often on the
shore. They are small, about the size of my hand, but singularly pretty,
of soft light shades, of an opal white; where it lost itself as in a
cloud of tentacles--a crown of tender lilies--the wind had overturned
it; its crown of lilac hair floated about, and the delicate umbel, that
is, its proper body, was beneath; it had touched the rock--dashed
against it; it was wounded, torn in its fine locks, which are also its
organs of respiration, absorption, and even of love.... The delicious
creature, with its visible innocence and the iridescence of its soft
colours, was left like a gliding, trembling jelly. I paused beside it,
nevertheless: I glided my hand under it, raised the motionless body
cautiously, and restored it to its natural position for swimming.
Putting it into the neighbouring water, it sank to the bottom, giving no
sign of life. I pursued my walk along the shore, but at the end of ten
minutes I returned to my Medusa. It was undulating under the wind;
really it had moved itself, and was swimming about with singular grace,
its hair flying round it as it swam; gently it retired from the rock,
not quickly, but still it went, and I soon saw it a long way off."
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