Let us the grape vine contemplate

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

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