| Author |
Quotes |
| Samuel Woodworth | 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. |
| Samuel Woodworth | 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. |
| Tom Brown | A cup of cold Adam from the next purling stream. |
| Homer | And pines with thirst amidst a sea of waves. |
| John Milton | The rising world of waters dark and deep. |
| Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe | Water its living strength first shows, When obstacles its course oppose. |
| Ovidius Naso | Stones are hollowed out by the constant dropping of water. |
| Ovidius Naso | There is no small pleasure in sweet water. |
| Robert Burton | The miller sees not all the water that goes by his mill. |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge | Water, water, everywhere, And all the boards did shrink, Water, water, everywhere, Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot, O Christ! That ever this should be! Yes, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea. |
| William Shakespeare | Here's that which is too weak to be a sinner, Honest water, which ne'er left man i' th' mire. |
| William Shakespeare | What, man! more water glideth by the mill That wots the miller of, and easy it is Of a cut loaf to steal a shive, we know, Though Bassianus be the emperor's brother, Better then he have worn Vulcan's badge. |
| William Shakespeare | 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 reflecting gems, That wooed the slimy bottom of the deep And mocked the dead bones that lay scatt'red by. |
| William Shakespeare | The people are like water and the ruler a boat. Water can support a boat or overturn it. |
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