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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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