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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.
Let yourself be open and life will be easier. A spoon of salt in a glass of water makes the read more
Let yourself be open and life will be easier. A spoon of salt in a glass of water makes the water undrinkable. A spoon of salt in a lake is almost unnoticed.
Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through
it. The river was cut by the world's read more
Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through
it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over
rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are
timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of
the words are theirs.
I am haunted by waters.
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.
I have drunk deep of the waters of my ancestors.
I have drunk deep of the waters of my ancestors.
Water its living strength first shows,
When obstacles its course oppose.
Water its living strength first shows,
When obstacles its course oppose.
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.
