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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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