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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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