"If youth is a defect, it is one we outgrow too soon."
"I saw the spiders marching through the air, Swimming from tree to tree that mildewed day In latter August when the hay Came creaking to the barn. But where The wind is westerly, Where gnarled November makes the spiders fly Into the apparitions of the sky, They purpose nothing but their ease and die Urgently beating east to sunrise and the sea."
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Source: Poems 1938-1949 (1950) Mr Edwards and the Spider
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