Thomas Marsham - Works

Works

  • Observations on the Phalaena lubricipeda of Linnaeus and some other moths allied to it' Transactions of the Linnean Society, 1, 1791, pp. 67-75.
  • System of Entomology, Hall's Royal Encyclopaedia (1788), reprinted 1796.
  • Entomologia Britannica, sistens Insecta Britanniae indigena secundum Linneum deposita. Coleoptera., 1802. A collaborative work listing 1,307 species. Further voloumes on other orders were intended but never published-a common fate of early works. It is Marsham’s magnum opus.
  • 'Observations on the Curculio trifolii Transactions of the Linnean Society 6, 1806, pp. 142-146. (With Markwick and Lehmann);
  • Some observations on an insect that destroys the wheat, supposed to be a wireworm Transactions of the Linnean Society, 9, 1808, pp. 160-161.
  • Description of Notoclea, a new genus of Coleopterous insects from New Holland Transactions of the Linnean Society, 9, 1808, pp. 283-295.
  • Some account of an insect of the genus Buprestis, taken alive out of wood composing a desk, which had been made above twenty years; in a letter to Mr Macleay' Transactions of the Linnean Society, 10, 1811, pp. 399-403.

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