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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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