Living Water Poem by William Cowper

Living Water

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The fountain in its source,
No drought of summer fears;
The farther it pursues its course,
The nobler it appears.
But shallow cisterns yield
A scanty short suply;
The morning sees them amply filled,
At evening they are dry.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: summer
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