Then said all the trees unto the bramble, Come thou, and reign over us.

And the bramble said unto the trees, If in truth ye anoint me king over you, then come and put your trust in my shadow: and if not, let fire come out of the bramble, and devour the cedars of Lebanon.

For every tree is known by his own fruit. For of thorns men do not gather figs, nor of a bramble bush gather they grapes.