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And it answered them: Can I leave my sweetness, and my delicious fruits, and go to be promoted among the other trees?
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And the trees said to the vine: Come thou and reign over us.
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And it answered them: Can I forsake my wine, that cheereth God and men, and be promoted among the other trees?
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And all the trees said to the bramble: Come thou and reign over us.
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And it answered them: If, indeed, you mean to make me king, come ye, and rest under my shadow: but if you mean it not, let fire come out from the bramble, and devour the cedars of Libanus.