The rising world of waters dark and deep.

The rising world of waters dark and deep.

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.

'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.

A flatterer has water in one hand and fire in the other.

A flatterer has water in one hand and fire in the other.

The miller sees not all the water that goes by his mill.

The miller sees not all the water that goes by his mill.

The world turns softly
Not to spill its lakes and rivers,
The water is held in its read more

The world turns softly
Not to spill its lakes and rivers,
The water is held in its arms
And the sky is held in the water.
What is water,
That pours silver,
And can hold the sky?

Till taught by pain,
Men really know not what good water's worth;
If you had been in read more

Till taught by pain,
Men really know not what good water's worth;
If you had been in Turkey or in Spain,
Or with a famish'd boat's-crew had your berth,
Or in the desert heard the camel's bell,
You'd wish yourself where Truth is--in a well.

Only a fool tests the depth of the water with both feet.

Only a fool tests the depth of the water with both feet.

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.
. . . .
The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket,
The moss-covered bucket, which hung in the well.