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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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