Works
- 1834 Guide to an Arrangement of British Birds - 20 pp., Longmarts.
- 1849 A Bible Natural History. Groombridge.
- 1850 An Essay on the Eternal Duration of the Earth. 15 pp., Groombridge.
- 1850 An Essay on Scientific Nomenclature. 10 pp., Groombridge.
- 1850-1857. A History of British Birds. 6 vols., 8vo, Groombridge.
- 1851-53 A Natural History of the Nests and Eggs of British Birds. 3 vols., Royal 8no, Groombridge.
- 1852 A History of British Butterflies. Royal 8no, Groombridge. *1856 A Book of Natural History. Groombridge.
- 1859-70 A History of British Moths. 4 vols., Royal 8no, Longmarts.
- 1860 Anecdotes of Natural History. Longroans.
- 1861 Records of Animal Sagacity and Character. Longroans.
- 1865 A Catalogue of British Insects in all the Orders. 125 pp., Longmarts.
- 1870 Dogs and their Doings. Partridge.
- 1870 County Seats of The Noblemen and Gentlemen of Great Britain and Ireland. William Mackenzie, Ludgate Hill.
- 1886 The Sparrow-Shooter
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