No, I hope I shall be, more and more thankful, as I am more and more blest!
I often think no man was ever more blest in his children than I am in mine.
More blest than the king on the throne Is he who shall call you his own!
And yet I have known you, and know you still, so am the more blest.
It opens the doors of all the Inner Rooms and more blest, more precious, of the celestial brain of him who wrote it.
But more blest is that nation whose silent course of happiness furnishes nothing for history to say.
No man was ever more blest—more richly endowed by his parents with love and intellect—than Darwin.
And Louie listened and clung closer, more joyful and more blest with every pulse of her bounding heart.
Let her last act be at least one more blest in its effects, than had been hitherto her destiny to produce concerning them.
I always say that, with all my sorrows, no one ever was more blest in their children than poor little me.
