Do you have a favourite poem or quote that mentions water in some form?
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Ophelia's death scene from Hamlet is quite beautiful. But my favorite poem mentioning water would have to be... the end of "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" by T.S. Elliot. It goes: ... We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wreathed in seaweed red and brown Till human voices wake us and we drown.
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"A gesture to follow, she offered her hand, I reached out for hers, but could not understand. Then I was led, where the spring flows, I saw the tallest waterfall, with sprays of kaleidoscopic rainbows. And the sound of a music, so far and clear, the voice of an angel, I could hear." - by Mike777 (part of a poem I wrote several years ago)
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I think there was this one about King Arthur, Lancelot, The Lady in the water... the name of the poem eludes me however.
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Mine is a simple one that I once heard, You move like water, & I could drown in you.
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this leaky house by c.e.j.ramcharitar lala. drip!drip!drip! all night long.
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Stars, I have seen them fall, But when they drop and die No star is lost at all From all that star-sown sky. The toil of that be Helps not the primal fault; It rains into the sea And still the sea is salt. ..................A.E. Housman
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what famous poem is this quote from? i know it is written by alfred lord tennyson but i cannot find it anywhere please help!thank you 'I can't sleep without knowing there's hope. Half the night I waste in sighs, in a wakeful doze I sorrow. For the hands, the lips, the eyes - for the meeting of tomorrow'
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I'm not sure who said it, but I love this one: "Searching for information on the web is like drinking water from a fire hose."
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There is nothing softer and weaker than water, And yet there is nothing better for attacking hard and strong things. For this reason there is no substitute for it. -Lao-Tzu (c. B.C. 550)
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You can lead a horse to water... but you have to be damn strong to drown him.
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It was hard to pick just one, but I choose this because I have recently discovered this very experience. Because this poem so much resonated with my feelings for water right now, I had to post! Crossing The Water Black lake, black boat, two black, cut-paper people. Where do the black trees go that drink here? Their shadows must cover Canada. A little light is filtering from the water flowers. Their leaves do not wish us to hurry: They are round and flat and full of dark advice. Cold worlds shake from the oar. The spirit of blackness is in us, it is in the fishes. A snag is lifting a valedictory, pale hand; Stars open among the lilies. Are you not blinded by such expressionless sirens? This is the silence of astounded souls. Sylvia Plath
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Eyes that speak silently Colors filled of green and blue With silver that strikes deadly Its hatred is now a tangled due Eyes of lifeless hope In an oasis of wet tears Lost from ways to cope Left astray for an eternity of years Eyes of hidden darkness Wants and tempted needs die Fallen into the mourning abyss Where no one hears horrid cries Eyes of those broken dreams When it appears all is gone And agony now shall gleam. Left to life, to go on In all the eyes rest silently Ever lasting and will always be
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