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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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