Blessings.—The good things of life are not to be had singly, but come to us with a mixture; like a schoolboy's holiday, with a task affixed to the tail of it.—Charles Lamb.
Blessedness consists in the accomplishment of our desires, and in our having only regular desires.—St. Augustine.
We mistake the gratuitous blessings of Heaven for the fruits of our own industry.—L'Estrange.
Health, beauty, vigor, riches, and all the other things called goods, operate equally as evils to the vicious and unjust as they do as benefits to the just.—Plato.
How blessings brighten as they take their flight!—Young.
Reflect upon your present blessings, of which every man has many: not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.—Charles Dickens.
Blush.—The ambiguous livery worn alike by modesty and shame.—Mrs. Balfour.
I have mark'd a thousand blushing apparitions to start into her face; a thousand innocent shames, in angel whiteness, bear away those blushes.—Shakespeare.
The glow of the angel in woman.—Mrs. Balfour.
Such blushes as adorn the ruddy welkin or the purple morn.—Ovid.