The benediction of these covering heavens Fall on their heads like dew, for they are worthy To inlay heaven with stars.

For blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, And though a late, a sure reward succeeds.

Blessings be with them, and eternal praise,Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares!

Blessings on the hand of women!
Angels guard its strength and grace,
In the palace, cottage, hovel,
Oh, no matter where the place. . . .

Prayers go up and blessings come down

To heal divisions, to relieve the oppress'd, In virtue rich; in blessing others, bless'd.