Yet through the scent of water it will bud,\par\tab And put forth boughs like a plant.
Thy mother was like a vine, in thy blood, planted by the waters: it was fruitful and full of branches by reason of many waters.
Though the root thereof wax old in the earth,\par\tab And the stock thereof die in the ground;
But man dieth, and is laid low:\par\tab Yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where is he?
The leaves thereof were fair, and the fruit thereof much, and in it was food for all: the beasts of the field had shadow under it, and the birds of the heavens dwelt in the branches thereof, and all flesh was fed from it.