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