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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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