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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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