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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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