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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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