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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 Rechabite poor Will must live,
And drink of Adam's ale.
A Rechabite poor Will must live,
And drink of Adam's ale.
Enough shovels of earth -- a mountain. Enough pails of water -- a river.
Enough shovels of earth -- a mountain. Enough pails of water -- a river.
The Lord on high is mightier than the noise of many waters, yea,
than the mighty waves of the read more
The Lord on high is mightier than the noise of many waters, yea,
than the mighty waves of the sea.
How sweet from the green mossy brim to receive it,
As, poised on the curb, it inclined to my read more
How sweet from the green mossy brim to receive it,
As, poised on the curb, it inclined to my lips!
Not a full blushing goblet could tempt me to leave it,
The brightest that beauty or revelry sips.
It is wretched business to be digging a well just as thirst is
mastering you.
[Lat., Miserum est read more
It is wretched business to be digging a well just as thirst is
mastering you.
[Lat., Miserum est opus,
Igitur demum fodere puteum, ubi sitis fauces tedet.]
OCEAN, n. A body of water occupying about two-thirds of a world made for man -- who has no gills.
OCEAN, n. A body of water occupying about two-thirds of a world made for man -- who has no gills.
Nothing in the world is more flexible and yielding than water. Yet when it attacks the firm and the strong, read more
Nothing in the world is more flexible and yielding than water. Yet when it attacks the firm and the strong, none can withstand it, because they have no way to change it. So the flexible overcome the adamant, the yielding overcome the forceful. Everyone knows this, but no one can do it.
'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.