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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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