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.

Pouring oil on troubled water.

Pouring oil on troubled water.

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.

Stones are hollowed out by the constant dropping of water.

Stones are hollowed out by the constant dropping of water.

Beware of silent dogs and still waters.

Beware of silent dogs and still waters.

Don't you realize that the sea is the home of water? All water is off on a journey unless it's read more

Don't you realize that the sea is the home of water? All water is off on a journey unless it's in the sea, and it's homesick, and bound to make its way home someday

Water is the only drink for a wise man.

Water is the only drink for a wise man.

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

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

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.