who wrote the poem about a spider?

Question

containing the lines "an early mist revealed to me a land of quaint (or great) simplicity

Answer 1

Spiderman?

Answer 2

The most famous poem about a spider in the English language is undoubtedly Walt Whitman's "A Noiseless, Patient Spider," but it does not contain these two lines. Nor would Whitman have permitted so regular a line or so exact a rhyme.

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’d forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself;
Ever unreeling them—ever tirelessly speeding them.

And you, O my Soul, where you stand,
Surrounded, surrounded, in measureless oceans of space,
Ceaselessly musing, 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.

Then there's the American Puritan, Edward Taylor, who wrote "Upon a Spider Catching a Fly." Well, it certainly isn't that one!

Thou sorrow, venom Elfe:
Is this thy play,
To spin a web out of thyselfe
To Catch a Fly?
For Why?

Well, I've searched and searched. I've found a lot of spider poems--from haiku to children's poems to humor to elegies, but not your lines. So I give up.

Try these instead:

Spider Silk
Karen Hatzigeorgiou

spider art
is suspended
all over the world.


The Spider
Anonymous

He took no heed of me upon my writing table,
creeping assiduously along as best as he was able.
I stayed my hand and killed him not in tribute to his defiance,
his nonchalance, his aplomb, in strolling among giants.


The Spider and Me
June Kellum

Today I did some gardening.
I snipped and groomed a bit.
Until I walked into his web…
and had to pause and sit!

Oh! Woe is me and double woe...
that yucky - sticky mess!
Untangeling strands of spider silk…
not fun, as you might guess!

I didn’t let it do me in!
I’m stubborn - don’t you see?
And, by heck, I would not let
him get the best of me!

So with my garden hose in hand
I washed his web away.
And sent him scuttling up the tree,
where I truly hope he’ll stay!

If I encounter him again,
I hope not in my face!
I hope he builds much higher up -
for him, a safer place!

Once to be enclosed in silk
is plenty… hope he knows!
Next time - I just might arm myself
with more than garden hose!


Elegy for a Spider
(by a chronic arachnophobic)
Alice Kriel

There you sat
guarding the door
of the space
I think of as my room.
You are exotic
and foreign to my senses;
I have never seen
one such as you.
I should respect
and treasure you
for the unique creation you are.
You move like the wind
on your two cubed legs.
You make silken thread
strong enough to catch others.
You produce a chemical
lethal to those you choose
to infect it with.
But you only kill
when you must.
You eat your victims,
their death serves a purpose –
such a noble creature.
I’m frightened out of my “wits”,
so frightened that I find someone
else to get rid of you.
They spray you
with synthetic poison –
yet, you do not die.
They swat at you
with machine-made objects –
yet, you do not die.
Then one unfortunate blow
flattens you, brave warrior.
Your coffin – toilet paper.
Your final resting place – the dustbin.
You, superior hunter, have died
an unworthy death,
because I am frightened of you,
and in doing so, I prove myself
less advanced than I would like to think.

I wish to beg your forgiveness,
but your species has no need for it.
Only humans have need of guilt,
repentance, forgiveness, redemption
for we are the only species that sins.
Still, I wish you could forgive me
for this grave evil.
I wish you could relieve
the burden of my heavy conscience,
but I think it is there to weigh
my hand down to my side
when I see another creature
more noble than I.

Even though you might have had
the ability to harm me,
you lifted not one of your eight legs
to approach me.
Yet a human uses both its hands,
arms and even legs
to kill you.

And to think we’re ignorant enough
to call ourselves the most evolved of all life forms.

Answer 3

Yeah I think that it was Walt Whitman and that the poem is called.."A Noiseless Patient Spider"...I'm almost positive!!

Answer 4

Robert Burns ?

Answer 5

think it was Walt Whitman

Answer 6

I admit it. I am a Philistine!

Answer 7

was it Robin

Answer 8

not me