 ... 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
 | New York State College of Agriculture - 1919 - 1086 oldal
...to tiny eyes All this wisdom of the wise? From Little Brothers of the Ground by EDWIN MARKHAM SPIDER A noiseless, patient spider, I mark'd, where, on a...gossamer thread you fling, catch somewhere, O my Soul. A Noiseless, Patient Spider* by WALT WHITMAN * Reprinted by courtesy of David McKay, publisher. PLANT... | |
 | New York State College of Agriculture - 1919 - 1048 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. A Noiseless, Patient Spider* by WALT WHITMAN * Reprinted by courtesy of David McKay, publisher. PLANT... | |
 | New York (State). Department of Agriculture and Markets - 1919 - 1050 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. A Noiseless, Patient Spider* by WAIT WHITMAN * Reprinted by courtesy of David McKay, publisher. •... | |
 | New York (State). Legislature - 1919 - 1054 oldal
...filament, filament, out of itself; Ever unreeling them — ever tirelessly speeding them. And you, 0 my Soul, where you stand, Surrounded, surrounded,...gossamer thread you fling, catch somewhere, O my Soul. A Noiseless, Patient Spider* by WALT WHITMAN * Reprinted by courtesy of David McKay, publisher. PLANT... | |
 | 1919 - 966 oldal
...unreeling them, ever tirelessly speeding them. s And you О my soul where you stand. Surrounded, detached, grief, thy joy, thy hate, thy love, With the fervor...Heaven is thine; but this 40 Is a world of sweets О my soul. I0 From Passage to India, 1871. . BAREST THOU NOW, O SOUL Darest thou now, О soul. Walk... | |
 | Mrs. Mary Louise Cutter Jones Hastings - 1919 - 232 oldal
...Surrounded, surrounded, in measureless oceans of space, Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing — seek the spheres, to connect them ; Till the bridge you...gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere, O my soul. — Walt Whitman. Thursday And behold a ladder set up on the earth, and the top of it reached to heaven.... | |
 | George W. Carey, Inez E. Perry - 2020 - 186 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." — Walt Whitman. "O Man of Earth, watch well the steps thou findest, Spread out before thy feet by... | |
 | George Washington Carey, Inez Eudora Perry - 1920 - 184 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 soul." —Walt Whitman. "O Man of Earth, watch well the steps thou findest, Spread out before thy feet by... | |
 | Lascelles Abercrombie - 1924 - 236 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. Evidently, each of these four poems achieves its purpose by exactly the process I described for that... | |
 | Fred Lewis Pattee - 1922 - 1086 oldal
...unreeling them, ever tirelessly speeding them. 5 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. I0 From Passage to India, 1871. DAREST THOU NOW, O SOUL Barest thou now, O soul. Walk out with me toward... | |
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