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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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