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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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