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