What brought the kindred spider to that height, Then steered the white moth thither in the night? What but design of darkness to appall?ö If design govern in a thing so small.

-Frost, Robert Lee
  'Design'.

   Spider, spider, spin Your register and let me sleep a little, Not now in order to end but to begin The task begun so often.

-MacNeice, (Frederick) Louis
  Autumn Journal, part 2.

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

-Pope, Alexander
  An Essay on Man, epistle1, l.217^8.

Then the law to him Is like a foul black cobweb to a spider; He makes it his dwelling, and a prison To entangle those shall feed him.

-Webster,John
  The Duchess of Malfi, act1, sc.1.