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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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