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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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