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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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