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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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