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'Tis a little thing
To give a cup of water; yet its draught
Of cool refreshment, drain'd read more
'Tis a little thing
To give a cup of water; yet its draught
Of cool refreshment, drain'd by fever'd lips,
May give a shock of pleasure to the frame
More exquisite than when nectarean juice
Renews the life of joy in happiest hours.
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
In an age when man has forgotten his origins and is blind even to his most essential needs for survival, read more
In an age when man has forgotten his origins and is blind even to his most essential needs for survival, water along with other resources has become the victim of his indifference
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.
Water which is too pure has no fish
Water which is too pure has no fish
With true friends . . . even water drunk together is sweet enough.
With true friends . . . even water drunk together is sweet enough.
The sky broke like an egg into full sunset and the water caught fire.
The sky broke like an egg into full sunset and the water caught fire.
Reuben, thou art my firstborn, my might, and the beginnings of my
strength, the excellency of dignity, and the read more
Reuben, thou art my firstborn, my might, and the beginnings of my
strength, the excellency of dignity, and the excellency of power:
Unstable as water, thou shalt not excel; because thou wentest up
to thy father's bed; then defiledst thou it: he went up to my
couch.
For we must needs die, and are as water spilt on the ground,
which cannot be gathered up again; read more
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.