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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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