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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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