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