craspedocephalus

Updated: May 16, 2025

If any one wishes to know what it is like, let him read the tragedy which Sir Richard Schomburgk tells with his usual brilliance and pathos, for he is a poet as well as a man of science in his Travels in British Guiana, vol. ii. p. 255 how the Craspedocephalus, coiled on a stone in the ford, let fourteen people walk over him without stirring, or allowing himself to be seen: and at last rose, and, missing Schomburgk himself, struck the beautiful Indian bride, the 'Liebling der ganzen Gesellschaft; and how she died in her bridegroom's arms, with horrors which I do not record.

Charles Kingsley - At Last