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