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惠特曼诗歌分析A noiseless patient spider
Writing background
Walt Whitman wrote the poem in the 1860s showed up in The Broadway (1867) published it in the 1871-1872 edition of Leaves of Grass.
Content
Summary
First stanza
6
Observing the spider make its web
Second stanza A metaphor for the soul
Theme
Man and natural world
Isolation
Exploration Patience and persistence
Content
①A noiseless, patient spider
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②I mark'd, where, on a little promontory, it stood, isolated ③Mark'd how, to explore the vacant, vast surrounding
WINTER
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Whitman
Content & theme Class 10120,陈晶
Outline
The poet
Writing background
Content Theme
The poet
Walt Whitman(1819-1892) One of America's greatest poets in 19th Century (the father of free verse ) Working-class background Five years of schooling Leaves of Grass (9 editions) Emerson’s letter
Content--New words
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unreeling: to wind sth off a reel 此处指蜘蛛 吐丝状 e.g.: Ever unreeling them--ever tirelessly speeding them. detached: showing a lack of feeling 超然的 e.g.: Surrounded, detached , in measureless oceans of space musing: ponder; be lost in thought 冥想 e.g.: Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing,--seeking the spheres, to connect them
Content--New words
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mark'd= marked launch'd= launched form'd= formed promontory: a cliff that stretches out into the sea海角或 岬 e.g.: on a little promontory, it stood, isolated filament: a very thin thread 细丝 e.g.: It launch'd forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself;
The end
Content--New words
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ductile: can be made into a thin wire可延展 的,有韧性的
anchor: a mechanical device that prevents a vessel from moving锚
e.g.: till the ductile anchor hold gossamer: spider’s thread蛛丝 fling: throw it there using a lot of force猛掷 e.g.: Till the gossamer thread you fling, catch somewhere
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⑦Surrounded, detached , in measureless oceans of space
⑧easelessly musing, venturing, throwing,-seeking the spheres, to connect them ⑨Till the bridge you will need, be form'd--till the ductile anchor hold ⑩Till the gossamer thread you fling, catch somewhere, O my Soul
④It launch'd forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself
⑤Ever unreeling them--ever tirelessly speeding them.
Content
⑥And you, O my Soul, where you stand