|John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.|
|AUTHOR:||Sir John Davies (15701626)|
|QUOTATION:||Much like a subtle spider which doth sit|
In middle of her web, which spreadeth wide;
If aught do touch the utmost thread of it,
She feels it instantly on every side. 1
|ATTRIBUTION:||The Immortality of the Soul.|
Our souls sit close and silently within,
And their own webs from their own entrails spin;
And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such
That, spider-like, we feel the tenderest touch.
John Dryden: Mariage à la Mode, act ii. sc. 1.
The spiders touchhow exquisitely fine!
Feels at each thread, and lives along the line.
Alexander Pope: Epistle i. line 217. [back]