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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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