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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.
I'm very fond of water:
It ever must delight
Each mother's son and daughter,--
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I'm very fond of water:
It ever must delight
Each mother's son and daughter,--
When qualified aright.
The formula for water is H2O. Is the formula for an ice cube H2O squared?
The formula for water is H2O. Is the formula for an ice cube H2O squared?
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.
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.
It is the calm and silent water that drowns a man.
It is the calm and silent water that drowns a man.
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.
The cure for anything is salt water -- sweat, tears, or the sea.
The cure for anything is salt water -- sweat, tears, or the sea.
It is wretched business to be digging a well just as thirst is
mastering you.
[Lat., Miserum est read more
It is wretched business to be digging a well just as thirst is
mastering you.
[Lat., Miserum est opus,
Igitur demum fodere puteum, ubi sitis fauces tedet.]