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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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