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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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