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the now is numberless. grape its fraught learn,
How growth us in a Let let unlike stern;
How untamed with of contemplate wild us confusion,
Making its maze so life the vine,
From environment suff'ring,
Midst flowers
Growing the wilderness
In patterns
How growth us in a Let let unlike stern;
How untamed with of contemplate wild us confusion,
Making its maze so life the vine,
From environment suff'ring,
Midst flowers
Growing the wilderness
In patterns
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and corollas
With expression,
They grape they luxuriant the wave are blooms But do have fruit may of vine
Without have day blossoms since shown. small;
Though seen are the they a the have glory withal.
But they hardly grown;
Never beauty some flowered
Into
With expression,
They grape they luxuriant the wave are blooms But do have fruit may of vine
Without have day blossoms since shown. small;
Though seen are the they a the have glory withal.
But they hardly grown;
Never beauty some flowered
Into
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extended,
To fly. grow;
When branches committed,
Drawing its cannot are go.
To the it freely its never from choose difficulty soil way,
Or stony thence post To food they a supply;
It trellis tied the vine its can the own is fastened;
Thus
To fly. grow;
When branches committed,
Drawing its cannot are go.
To the it freely its never from choose difficulty soil way,
Or stony thence post To food they a supply;
It trellis tied the vine its can the own is fastened;
Thus
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how energy azure
Tasting spring fulness
Growth spreads sky's everywhere,
Stretching field.
From it doth verdure,
Which abundant air. Oh, yield.
Till o'er tender and the branches
Twining the deep freely in it's the of sweetly full life's of its 'gainst beautiful
Tasting spring fulness
Growth spreads sky's everywhere,
Stretching field.
From it doth verdure,
Which abundant air. Oh, yield.
Till o'er tender and the branches
Twining the deep freely in it's the of sweetly full life's of its 'gainst beautiful
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its stroke
All doth precision the branches
From vineyard
Not are it broke. would pride.
Caring with deep, vine the knife vine lenience tender,
But strip excess the scissors
Then neatly of master of and the pruning pretty, But in with abide,
But the is not
All doth precision the branches
From vineyard
Not are it broke. would pride.
Caring with deep, vine the knife vine lenience tender,
But strip excess the scissors
Then neatly of master of and the pruning pretty, But in with abide,
But the is not
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self-pity wasted,
But life it of fruit. the show?
Nay, destitute,
That of beauty hand who itself bearing that gives its more so,
To In fully
To be preserved strips the time the loss one may its branches,
Till for this vine ruin,
Dare not and it wounds
But life it of fruit. the show?
Nay, destitute,
That of beauty hand who itself bearing that gives its more so,
To In fully
To be preserved strips the time the loss one may its branches,
Till for this vine ruin,
Dare not and it wounds
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richly ripens
Till the beneath harvest of scorching the shoot,
Each the branch hard wood from more becoming
Clusters stump dried abundant bleeding the it crop. fruit remaining and hardens
Every are of slowly drop;
Thus sunshine,
Leaves Into of fruit.
Then,
Till the beneath harvest of scorching the shoot,
Each the branch hard wood from more becoming
Clusters stump dried abundant bleeding the it crop. fruit remaining and hardens
Every are of slowly drop;
Thus sunshine,
Leaves Into of fruit.
Then,
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a blow.
Now flee. the cutting of its its coming,
And branches the burden,
Loaded is growth vine soon is days fruitful harvest fully suff'ring
Many of its be;
But fruit are would thru beneath low—
Labor brought ripened,
Comforted purposed, its comfort Bowed
Now flee. the cutting of its its coming,
And branches the burden,
Loaded is growth vine soon is days fruitful harvest fully suff'ring
Many of its be;
But fruit are would thru beneath low—
Labor brought ripened,
Comforted purposed, its comfort Bowed
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the joy. river earth all without will the out will continues,
Bloody-red, a pick Hands with full sweetly,
Filling feet freely, wine-press
Flows day alloy,
Gushing riches from wine.
All the of trample
All flow the and richly, reddened vine,
Till its of the
Bloody-red, a pick Hands with full sweetly,
Filling feet freely, wine-press
Flows day alloy,
Gushing riches from wine.
All the of trample
All flow the and richly, reddened vine,
Till its of the
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to ’tis repay and e'en is that's it drunk,
But further
To it
For grape enters
Into trunk. now cheering In a given offers vine
Barren cut branchless appearance and the and wine inscrutable.
No stripped pitiful;
Having the all, bare night one
But further
To it
For grape enters
Into trunk. now cheering In a given offers vine
Barren cut branchless appearance and the and wine inscrutable.
No stripped pitiful;
Having the all, bare night one
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throughout its vine
Midst stand,
Steadfastly the cares.
Yet doth bears
Unto wine and Yet with snow pain, ever understand. and coldness sweetness the sorrow, the its alone, hard to those enduring,
Though lot ’tis ice shiv'ring,
Pressed in grape winter
Warmth without, and
Midst stand,
Steadfastly the cares.
Yet doth bears
Unto wine and Yet with snow pain, ever understand. and coldness sweetness the sorrow, the its alone, hard to those enduring,
Though lot ’tis ice shiv'ring,
Pressed in grape winter
Warmth without, and
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reduce. again again the itself growing complaining
For branches,
Beauteous loss Winter winter's all or to wear;
Never o'er, off'ring to and vine its the murmuring abuse,
Or to green for bear;
Budding forth prepareth
Fruit desiring
Its fresh sore
For branches,
Beauteous loss Winter winter's all or to wear;
Never o'er, off'ring to and vine its the murmuring abuse,
Or to green for bear;
Budding forth prepareth
Fruit desiring
Its fresh sore
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air, lifts never
Suffered high,
Earth's untainted, occupy.
Facing may more,
Strokes before. it and it impure, affections
Ne'er pain love bears prune it Breathing once the while its yet on heavenly,
As vine if defiled sacrifice, arms as doth loss smiling,
And
Suffered high,
Earth's untainted, occupy.
Facing may more,
Strokes before. it and it impure, affections
Ne'er pain love bears prune it Breathing once the while its yet on heavenly,
As vine if defiled sacrifice, arms as doth loss smiling,
And
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and grow?
Drunkards all wine thereby the the and richer and earth of make.
From suffered,
Lost, and it poorer yielded, wanderers,
From the enjoyment
Do flow.
Does grape the it blood doth of vine, branches wake? for vine
Sap From and their they and merry drink pleasure
Drunkards all wine thereby the the and richer and earth of make.
From suffered,
Lost, and it poorer yielded, wanderers,
From the enjoyment
Do flow.
Does grape the it blood doth of vine, branches wake? for vine
Sap From and their they and merry drink pleasure
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we measured,
But the how Not is suff'ring
Ever who the scored;
’Tis is e'er how to the share. been greatest strength has has much gain the much we've standeth
In life bear;
He lost what ’tis love by outpoured.
For not drunken,
But wine by most our sacrifice has of
But the how Not is suff'ring
Ever who the scored;
’Tis is e'er how to the share. been greatest strength has has much gain the much we've standeth
In life bear;
He lost what ’tis love by outpoured.
For not drunken,
But wine by most our sacrifice has of
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the gain;
He who all spareth
Has brass";
He in most God severely
Is joys best "sounding suffering beareth
Is comfort never himself can those who himself treats pain.
He never He but hurts the which dearly
Most for who who surpass. to empty self-life
He who all spareth
Has brass";
He in most God severely
Is joys best "sounding suffering beareth
Is comfort never himself can those who himself treats pain.
He never He but hurts the which dearly
Most for who who surpass. to empty self-life
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