Now maids and men, hark well to me, Sing Aleluyawellaway! Full blest shall such a wooing be, Sing hey, God loves a lover! For they that meet in chapel cell, Are wooed and .
To the blest fountain of thy blood, Incarnate God, I fly:Here let me wash my spotted soul From crimes of deepest dye.
How blest are those who hunger and thirst to see right prevail; they shall be satisfied.
William Shakespeare in Daily Sun The quality of mercy is not strained,wrote Shakespeare. "It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven upon the place beneath. It is twice blest; it blessed him that gives and him that takes."