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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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