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HE BLESSES ALL THE CIRCUMSTANCES OF HIS PASSION.
Blest be the day, and blest the month, the year, / The spring, the hour, the very moment blest, / The lovely scene, the spot, where first oppress'd / I sunk, of two bright eyes the prisoner: / And blest the first soft pang, to me most dear, / Which thrill'd my heart, when Love became its guest; / And blest the bow, the shafts which pierced my breast, / And even the wounds, which bosom'd thence I bear.