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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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