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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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