Through the scent of water, it may break forth, and produce branches like a sapling,

He made a breach in me, breach upon breach, He ran upon me, like a mighty man.

They brake up my path, - My engulfing ruin, they helped forward, unaided;

As through a wide breach, came they on, with a crashing noise, they rolled themselves along.

And brake off for it my boundary, and fixed a bar and double doors;