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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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