Water, water, everywhere- nor any drop to drink. ~Samuel Taylor Coleridge, The Rime of the Ancient Mariner

This water is not potable.

The water is in the brown pot.

Water, water, everywhere- nor any drop to drink. ~Samuel Taylor Coleridge, The Rime of the Ancient Mariner

This water is not potable.

The water is in the brown pot.

It is from the Rime of the Ancient Mariner by Samuel Taylor Coleridge. A small sample of the poem follows. It was written in 1797-1798. See link for more information. Day after day, day after day,

We stuck, nor breath nor motion;

As idle as a painted ship

Upon a painted ocean.

Water, water, everywhere,

And all the boards did shrink;

Water, water, everywhere,

Nor any drop to drink.

This line is from Samuel Taylor Coleridge's poem "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner" and describes a situation where there is plenty of water but none of it is suitable for drinking. It highlights the theme of being surrounded by resources that are unavailable or inaccessible.

water, water, everywhere and not a drop to drink.

:-)