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