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