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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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