rose-beetle

With one hand he held his pipe to his mouth, and in the other a number of lengths of cotton, to each of which was tied an almond-size rose-beetle, glittering golden green in the sun, all of them flying round his hat with desperate, deep buzzings, trying to escape from the thread tied firmly round their waists.

My Family and Other Animals Durrell, Gerald, 1925- 1956

Its cousin, rose-beetle, is pretty, her body covered with soft, yellow hairs, and she has rose-colored legs.

Little Busybodies The Life of Crickets, Ants, Bees, Beetles, and Other Busybodies Julia Moody 1919

At her very feet lay a little rose-beetle turned over on its back; to one side was the skeleton of a large locust broken in two, and everywhere were the remains of slaughtered bees, their wings and legs and sheaths.

The Adventures of Maya the Bee Waldemar Bonsels 1919

She knew very well he was not a rose-beetle; he was a dung-beetle.

The Adventures of Maya the Bee Waldemar Bonsels 1919

You let me think you were a rose-beetle and yesterday the snail told me you are a tumble-bug.

The Adventures of Maya the Bee Waldemar Bonsels 1919

But handsome is as handsome does, and rose-beetle causes more damage than her clumsy cousin, for Rose feeds on rose-bushes as well as on fruit trees.

Little Busybodies The Life of Crickets, Ants, Bees, Beetles, and Other Busybodies Julia Moody 1919

The rose-beetle turned his fan-shaped feelers to one side and let a ray of sunlight glide over them.

The Adventures of Maya the Bee Waldemar Bonsels 1919

In went sulky Mr. Fuzz, and on trundled the ambulance till a golden green rose-beetle was discovered, lying on his back kicking as if in a fit.

The Junior Classics — Volume 6 Old-Fashioned Tales William Patten 1902

As I do not travel at a furious speed I manage to avoid most things, even the wandering loveless oil-beetle and the small rose-beetle and that slow-moving insect tortoise the tumbledung.

Afoot in England 1881

Puellis idoneus, he is professedly a lady's man, a rose-beetle, and a fine specimen of a common kind: and he has been that thing, that shining delight of the lap of ladies, for a spell of years, necessitating a certain sparkle of the saccharine crystals preserving him, to conceal the muster.

One of Our Conquerors — Complete George Meredith 1868