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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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