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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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