With true friends . . . even water drunk together is sweet enough.

With true friends . . . even water drunk together is sweet enough.

Here's that which is too weak to be a sinner:
Honest water, which ne'er left man i' th' mire.

Here's that which is too weak to be a sinner:
Honest water, which ne'er left man i' th' mire.

'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.

For we must needs die, and are as water spilt on the ground,
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For we must needs die, and are as water spilt on the ground,
which cannot be gathered up again; neither doth God respect any
person: yet doth he devise means, that his banished be not
expelled from him.

It is the calm and silent water that drowns a man.

It is the calm and silent water that drowns a man.

Beware of silent dogs and still waters.

Beware of silent dogs and still waters.

Enough shovels of earth -- a mountain. Enough pails of water -- a river.

Enough shovels of earth -- a mountain. Enough pails of water -- a river.

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.

A cup of cold Adam from the next purling stream.

A cup of cold Adam from the next purling stream.