6 And I broke off a twig with a certain number of leaves upon it, and twined around it a little moss, .
7 And brought it away, and I have placed it in sight in my room, 8 It is not needed to remind me as of my own dear friends, .
9 (For I believe lately I think of little else than of them,) .
10 Yet it remains to me a curious token, it makes me think of manly love; .
11 For all that, and though the live-oak glistens there in Louisiana solitary in a wide flat space, .
12 Uttering joyous leaves all its life without a friend a lover near, .
13 I know very well I could not. .
This is explaining how in nature things can mature and live without someone by their side. But a person cannot live without friends. Friends are an essential part of a person maturing.
1 A noiseless patient spider, .
2 I mark'd where on a little promontory it stood isolated, .
3 Mark'd how to explore the vacant vast surrounding, .
4 It launch'd forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself, .
5 Ever unreeling them, ever tirelessly speeding them. .
6 And you O my soul where you stand, .
7 Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space, .
8 Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing, seeking the spheres to connect them, .
9 Till the bridge you will need be form'd, till the ductile anchor hold, .
10 Till the gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere, O my soul.
This is talking about a speider's web. And how long and patient the spider must be to spint he web. It also applies to his life with him being patient and wating for things to fall into place.
1 O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, .
2 The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won, .
3 The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, .
4 While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; .
5 But O heart! heart! heart! .
6 O the bleeding drops of red, .
7 Where on the deck my Captain lies, .
8 Fallen cold and dead. .
9 O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells; .
