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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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