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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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