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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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