|Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyts New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.|
|Ive lately had two spiders|
Crawling upon my startled hopes
Now though thy friendly hand has brushed em from me,
Yet still they crawl offensive to mine eyes:
I would have some kind friend to tread upon em.
Colley CibberRichard III (Altered). Act IV. Sc. 2. L. 15.
|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.
Sir John DaviesThe Immortality of the Soul. Sec. XVIII. Feeling.
|Or (almost) like a Spider, who, confind|
In her Webs centre, shakt with every winde,
Moves in an instant, if the buzzing Flie
Stir but a string of her Lawn Canopie.
Du BartasDivine Weekes and Workes. First Week. Sixth Day. L. 998.
|Will you walk into my parlour?|
Said a spider to a fly;
Tis the prettiest little parlour
That ever you did spy.
Mary HowittThe Spider and the Fly.
|The spiders touch, how exquisitely fine!|
Feels at each thread, and lives along the line.
PopeEssay on Man. Ep. I. L. 217.