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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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