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O Lord! methought what pain it was to drown!
What dreadful noise of waters in mine ears!
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O Lord! methought what pain it was to drown!
What dreadful noise of waters in mine ears!
What sights of ugly death within mine eyes!
Methoughts I saw a thousand fearful wracks;
A thousand men that fishes gnawed upon;
Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl,
Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels,
All scatt'red in the bottom of the sea:
Some lay in dead men's skulls, and in the holes
Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept
(As 'twere in scorn of eyes) reflecting gems,
That wooed the slimy bottom of the deep
And mocked the dead bones that lay scatt'red by.
A flatterer has water in one hand and fire in the other.
A flatterer has water in one hand and fire in the other.
How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood,
When fond recollection presents them to view.
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How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood,
When fond recollection presents them to view.
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The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket,
The moss-covered bucket, which hung in the well.
'Tis rushing now adown the spout,
And gushing out below,
Half frantic in its joyousness,
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'Tis rushing now adown the spout,
And gushing out below,
Half frantic in its joyousness,
And wild in eager flow.
The earth is dried and parched with heat,
And it hath long'd to be
Released from out the selfish cloud,
To cool the thirsty tree.
Water which is too pure has no fish
Water which is too pure has no fish
What, man! more water glideth by the mill
That wots the miller of; and easy it is
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What, man! more water glideth by the mill
That wots the miller of; and easy it is
Of a cut loaf to steal a shive, we know:
Though Bassianus be the emperor's brother,
Better then he have worn Vulcan's badge.
Water is the mother of the vine,
The nurse and fountain of fecundity,
The adorner and refresher read more
Water is the mother of the vine,
The nurse and fountain of fecundity,
The adorner and refresher of the world.
The cure for anything is salt water -- sweat, tears, or the sea.
The cure for anything is salt water -- sweat, tears, or the sea.
Water its living strength first shows,
When obstacles its course oppose.
Water its living strength first shows,
When obstacles its course oppose.
