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