~ of the vintage ~ 33_MIC_07_01  Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grapegleanings of the vintage, [there is] no cluster to eat, my soul desired the firstripe fruit. #, 38_ZEC_11_02  Howl, fir tree; for the cedar is fallen; because the mighty are spoiled, howl, O ye oaks of Bashan; for the forest of the vintage is come down. #,