Literary notes about hover (AI summary)
The word “hover” frequently functions as a bridge between the tangible and the ethereal in literary texts. Authors use it to depict characters or objects suspended mid-air—whether to evoke a sense of lingering mystery as an angel’s wings flutter above a sleeping child [1, 2, 3] or to suggest a spectral presence that unsettles the narrative, like a ghost or an abstract idea that hangs over events [4, 5, 6]. In other works, it captures a moment of indecision or the ephemeral quality of thought, mirroring the way memories or unresolved emotions seem to linger [7, 8, 9]. Additionally, modern texts have employed “hover” in digital contexts to indicate interactive elements that reveal further information when a pointer rests over a word [10, 11, 12].
- Sweet Sleep, angel mild, Hover o’er my happy child!
— from Songs of Innocence and of Experience by William Blake - And, for the raven, wake the morning lark, That I may hover with her in the air, Singing o'er these, as she does o'er her young.
— from The Jew of Malta by Christopher Marlowe - Save me and hover o’er me with your wings, You heavenly guards!
— from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare - oh why do your wings droop as we hover above this fair star—which is the greenest and yet most terrible of all we have encountered in our flight?
— from The Works of Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven Edition by Edgar Allan Poe - We are surely doomed to hover continually upon the brink of Eternity, without taking a final plunge into the abyss.
— from The Works of Edgar Allan Poe — Volume 1 by Edgar Allan Poe - But her words, so light, so soft, so chill, seemed to hover in the air, to rain into his breast like snow.
— from The Garden Party, and Other Stories by Katherine Mansfield - Early images hover about primary wants as highest conceptions do about ultimate achievements.
— from The Life of Reason: The Phases of Human Progress by George Santayana - It is not—happily for you, perhaps, and I may wish that I could say the same—it is not your character to hover around one flower.
— from Bleak House by Charles Dickens - How often have I hover'd at the edge of a crowd of them, to hear their repartees and impromptus!
— from Complete Prose Works by Walt Whitman - They are marked in the text with mouse-hover popups .
— from The Fables of Phædrus by Phaedrus - Hover your mouse over words underlined with a faint red dashed underline to see them.
— from Russian Fairy Tales: A Choice Collection of Muscovite Folk-lore - Hover your mouse over these words to see the original text or a note about the amendment.
— from Russian Fairy Tales: A Choice Collection of Muscovite Folk-lore