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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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