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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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