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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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