You ne'er will find a better friend
Than sparkling water, pure and free,
Most precious boon to you and me.
It cheers the faint, it crowns the feast,
Makes food to grow for man and beast;
In sickness soothes the fevered frame,
There's healing in its very name.
And what can more life-giving be
Than cooling breezes from the sea,
Whose bosom bears upon their way