The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine!
Feels at each thread, and lives along the line.

The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine!
Feels at each thread, and lives along the line.

"Will you walk into my parlour?"
Said a spider to a fly;
"'Tis the prettiest little parlour
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"Will you walk into my parlour?"
Said a spider to a fly;
"'Tis the prettiest little parlour
That ever you did spy."

Or (almost) like a Spider, who, confin'd
In her Web's centre, shakt with every winde,
Moves in read more

Or (almost) like a Spider, who, confin'd
In her Web's centre, shakt with every winde,
Moves in an instant, if the buzzing Flie
Stir but a string of her Lawn Canopie.
- Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas,

Much like a subtle spider, which doth sit
In middle of her web, which spreadeth wide:
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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.