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

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

'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.

Water which is too pure has no fish

Water which is too pure has no fish

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

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

There is no small pleasure in sweet water.
[Lat., Est in aqua dulci non invidiosa voluptas.]

There is no small pleasure in sweet water.
[Lat., Est in aqua dulci non invidiosa voluptas.]

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.

The cure for anything is salt water -- sweat, tears, or the sea.

The cure for anything is salt water -- sweat, tears, or the sea.

Water is the mother of the vine,
The nurse and fountain of fecundity,
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Water is the mother of the vine,
The nurse and fountain of fecundity,
The adorner and refresher of the world.

A Rechabite poor Will must live,
And drink of Adam's ale.

A Rechabite poor Will must live,
And drink of Adam's ale.