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We thinke no greater blisse then such
To be as be we would,
When blessed none but such as be
The same as be they should.
--
Albion’s England (published 1612), Book x. chap. lix. stanza 68.

 

William Warner

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Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.
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Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called sons of God.
Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
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Worschippe, ye that loveris bene this May,
For of your blisse the kalendis are begonne,
And sing with us, “away, winter, away!
Cum, somer, cum, the suete sesoun and sonne!”

 

James I of Scotland

 

Ye set circumquaques to make me beleue
Or thinke, that the moone is made of gréene chéese.

 

John Heywood

 

With the arrogance of youth, I determined to do no less than to transform the world with Beauty. If I have succeeded in some small way, if only in one small corner of the world, amongst the men and women I love, then I shall count myself blessed, and blessed, and blessed, and the work goes on.

 

William Morris

 

Blessed are those eyes that have seen more water than any man!
Blessed be that haughty mind that aimed at the greatest hope!
May you be blessed who row the current your life long
and now with dry unfreshened lips descend to Hades
to find the hidden deathless springs and slake your thirst!
My son, it's death who keeps and pours the deathless waters.

 

Nikos Kazantzakis