 ... NOISELESS patient spider, I mark'd where on a little promontory it stood isolated, Mark'd how to explore the vacant vast surrounding, It launch'd forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself, Ever unreeling them, ever tirelessly speeding them....  A Course in Citizenship - 109. oldalszerző: Ella Lyman Cabot, Fannie Fern Andrews, Fanny E. Coe, Mabel Hill, Mary McSkimmon - 1914 - 386 oldalTeljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | Richard Powers - 2004 - 340 oldal
...couldn't come close, of course. So I told her: And you O my soul where you stand, Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space, Ceaselessly musing,...gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere, O my soul. To snow-blind Helen and lay down forever the trace of ideational opaqueness, I read her "Absalom and... | |
 | Steven P. Sondrup, Virgil Nemoianu, Gerald Gillespie - 2004 - 500 oldal
...unreeling them, ever tirelessly speeding them. And you O my soul where you stand, Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space, Ceaselessly musing,...gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere, O my soul. (3:585) Relation means, clearly, being-in-connection. Relationality is connectivity. What the soul-spider... | |
 | Jennifer Humphries - 2005 - 250 oldal
...little promontory, it stood, isolated; Mark'd how, to explore the vacant, vast surrounding, It launch'd forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself;...gossamer thread you fling, catch somewhere, O my Soul. 31 Which of the following is the best summary of the poem's theme? A It is useless for people to try... | |
 | Tom Carlson - 2010 - 256 oldal
...unreeling them, ever tirelessly speeding them. And you O my soul where you stand, Surrounded, detached in measureless oceans of space, Ceaselessly musing,...gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere, O my soul. Here, Whitman spoke of the soul's attempt, like the spider's, to connect to something larger than itself.... | |
 | G. Scott Sparrow - 2005 - 242 oldal
...venturing, throwing, — seeking the spheres to connect them; Till the bridge you will need, be form 'd — till the ductile anchor hold; Till the gossamer thread you fling, catch somewhere, O my Soul26 Kathy and I sat quietly musing as we traveled across the miles of sand. When we finally pulled... | |
 | Madge McKeithen - 2006 - 239 oldal
...SPIDER A noiseless, patient spider, I mark 'd where on a little promontory it stood isolated, Mark 'd how to explore the vacant vast surrounding, It launch...gossamer thread you fling, catch somewhere, O my Soul. — WALT WHITMAN, Leaves of Grass, #208 grew up in the church. I had avoided thinking about miracles... | |
 | R. J. J. Atkin - 2006 - 390 oldal
...venturing, throwing-seeking the spheres to connect them; Till the bridge you will need be formed-till the ductile anchor hold; Till the gossamer thread you fling, catch somewhere, 0 my soul." -Walt Whitman. spider is a creature of air as well as of earth, ig, as our poet so beautifully... | |
 | Wendy Martin - 2007 - 132 oldal
...unreeling down, ever tirelessly speeding them. And you O my soul where you stand, Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space, Ceaselessly musing,...gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere, O my soul. Notice how the male-centered Whitman finds the spider useful only in describing himself. Dickinson's... | |
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