The Water-Fall Analysis

1With what deep murmurs through time's silent stealth
2Doth thy transparent, cool, and wat'ry wealth
3Here flowing fall,
4And chide, and call,
5As if his liquid, loose retinue stay'd
6Ling'ring, and were of this steep place afraid;
7The common pass
8Where, clear as glass,
9All must descend
10Not to an end,
11But quicken'd by this deep and rocky grave,
12Rise to a longer course more bright and brave.

13Dear stream! dear bank, where often I
14Have sate and pleas'd my pensive eye,
15Why, since each drop of thy quick store
16Runs thither whence it flow'd before,
17Should poor souls fear a shade or night,
18Who came, sure, from a sea of light?
19Or since those drops are all sent back
20So sure to thee, that none doth lack,
21Why should frail flesh doubt any more
22That what God takes, he'll not restore?

23O useful element and clear!
24My sacred wash and cleanser here,
25My first consigner unto those
26Fountains of life where the Lamb goes!
27What sublime truths and wholesome themes
28Lodge in thy mystical deep streams!
29Such as dull man can never find
30Unless that Spirit lead his mind
31Which first upon thy face did move,
32And hatch'd all with his quick'ning love.
33As this loud brook's incessant fall
34In streaming rings restagnates all,
35Which reach by course the bank, and then
36Are no more seen, just so pass men.
37O my invisible estate,
38My glorious liberty, still late!
39Thou art the channel my soul seeks,
40Not this with cataracts and creeks.

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