In any event, they seemed grateful enough for just the sweet water.

An ancient well at the base of the temple provides sweet water throughout the year.

Only then had they knelt by the spring to drink the cold, sweet water.

Last of all was a cave, not very large, but deep, which always held sweet water.

And another cup replaced the first, full of cool, sweet water.

He held her head while she drank sweet water from a cup.

And so, to this day, we still drink those sweet waters.

They wanted the sweet water, he concluded, so long as it did not disrupt their normal social behavior.

If they did not find sweet water today they would die.

You need a bit of room to grow, sunshine, and sweet water.