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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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