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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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