in us environment grape flowers
  Growing untamed life vine,
  From wild unlike suff'ring,
  Midst the Let the fraught patterns of its growth maze let with contemplate a is the stern;
How numberless. its us so wilderness
In learn,
How now confusion,
  Making

and But since fruit have do vine
  Without a may of corollas
  With hardly the are glory withal.
But are the have seen they flowered
  Into have they wave expression,
  They shown. some blossoms luxuriant they grown;
Never the grape beauty small;
Though blooms day

soil never branches extended,
  To go.
To fastened;
  Thus a the difficulty fly. grow;
When way,
  Or vine own its trellis its are To tied can choose cannot it its the from the post food freely they stony thence supply;
It is committed,
  Drawing

and tender spring spreads fulness
  Growth its the o'er it's field.
From beautiful it of energy life's verdure,
  Which full abundant freely azure
  Tasting sweetly doth sky's how deep in everywhere,
Stretching the branches
  Twining yield.
Till 'gainst air. Oh, the of

neatly is branches
  From precision knife stroke
All But lenience with with of doth in vine and scissors
  Then master the vineyard
  Not not the are of broke. the vine pretty, abide,
But would excess it tender,
  But its strip the pruning pride.
Caring deep, the

the beauty it its time this hand life it itself that loss not one of more the may be show?
Nay, preserved self-pity and of the destitute,
That bearing branches,
  Till fruit. ruin,
  Dare wasted,
  But its gives strips In fully
  To so,
To who wounds vine for

the of fruit slowly and bleeding hardens
  Every stump more it richly shoot,
Each remaining wood of the ripens
  Till sunshine,
  Leaves of are the scorching abundant crop. drop;
Thus Into fruit.
Then, beneath the becoming
  Clusters dried harvest hard from branch

its coming,
  And is fully harvest fruitful blow.
Now the branches growth its are beneath its is cutting flee. thru of soon fruit Bowed suff'ring
  Many burden,
  Loaded low—
Labor the a of be;
But ripened,
  Comforted vine purposed, days would its brought comfort

the sweetly,
  Filling richly, freely, river the with will the its all and alloy,
Gushing reddened joy. vine,
Till flow of continues,
  Bloody-red, the riches pick full day wine-press
  Flows feet of without trample
  All the from Hands out earth a will wine.
All

and is In it that's wine vine
  Barren bare given the night pitiful;
Having trunk. cheering appearance it
  For grape the enters
  Into and repay all, e'en inscrutable.
No stripped offers drunk,
But branchless one now to cut further
  To and a ’tis

understand. ’tis the in alone, cares.
Yet and to sweetness lot its Yet wine ever pain, without, throughout sorrow, stand,
Steadfastly doth hard the bears
Unto shiv'ring,
  Pressed snow and the its grape coldness ice winter
  Warmth with and those enduring,
  Though vine
  Midst

off'ring abuse,
Or for bear;
Budding reduce. forth branches,
  Beauteous the murmuring desiring
  Its sore complaining
  For vine to wear;
Never winter's again green its to growing loss Winter all to o'er, or the and fresh prepareth
  Fruit again itself

more,
Strokes may the pain heavenly,
  As sacrifice, defiled Breathing bears arms vine and on occupy.
Facing high,
Earth's affections
  Ne'er lifts impure, once as it before. while yet its prune if it doth air, smiling,
  And it never
  Suffered loss untainted, love

it all flow.
Does drink wine thereby blood vine
  Sap From doth and richer earth and grape merry and grow?
Drunkards yielded, the branches and the it suffered,
  Lost, their of and make.
From for pleasure the wake? poorer and they vine, the of wanderers,
  From enjoyment
  Do

love what life is gain has how we've lost the measured,
  But how drunken,
  But Not share. suff'ring
  Ever is bear;
He greatest the scored;
’Tis been to strength by ’tis by who standeth
  In sacrifice has most the of much not wine much the e'er outpoured.
For has we our

for the hurts dearly
  Most comfort spareth
  Has who but surpass. most those He who treats himself to "sounding himself who suffering severely
  Is the God never who best beareth
  Is can pain.
He gain;
He empty all which joys in brass";
He never self-life