mercy’s quality
not strain’d – droppeth gentle as
the rain from heaven

The quality of mercy is not strain’d.
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven upon the place beneath.
It is twice blest:
It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.
‘Tis mightiest in the mightiest;
it becomes the thronèd monarch better than his crown.
His sceptre shows the force of temporal power,
The attribute to awe and majesty wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings;
But mercy is above this sceptered sway.
It is enthronèd in the hearts of kings …
The Merchant of Venice (act 4, scene 1) by William Shakespeare.
I enjoy the fact that some things have not changed since Big Bill’s time on earth.
Even today …
The quality of mercy is not strain’d.
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath.
It is twice blest:
It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.
Yet even more.
That the quality of mercy still is to be marveled at as well as embraced, no one has said it any better than Big Bill did 500 years ago.
But mercy is above this sceptered sway.
This passage has been much on my mind of late.
Much on mind due to an avalanche of mercies that has embraced me and my family
Did I tell you about …?
Did I mention that …?
Then this happened …
Then that …
I would be a poor player to not acknowledge these mercies that dropped on us as the gentle rain from Heaven.
And that it is twice blest if not more for sure it blesseth him that gives and him that takes.
But also those who just hear about it.
I do not question this good fortune and it some cases, it’s just band aids and in some cases, it’s just an indication of band aids that might yet to come.
Still.
I have quoted this before.
In the 1st chronological book in the Hornblower series by CS Forester, Mr. Midshipman Hornblower, Mr. Forester has young Hornblower standing before three Captains who are examining him on his knowledge of seamanship before passing on his promotion to Lieutenant.
The three Captains present young Hornblower with an impossible situation and ask, as the man in charge, what would he do?
While Hornblower stammers out a reply, the Captains add even more impossible situations to the question.
All seems lost when the examination is interrupted by the sound of cannon shot and everyone races out of the room to deal with an emergency.
Afterwards Hornblower is told the exams are over for the time being with no decision on his case.
Young Hornblower is dejected and one of the Captain’s, Captain Foster addresses him.
‘Now lookee here, Mr Hornblower said Foster, turning upon him.
‘To the best of my recollection, you were flat aback, about to lose your spars and with Dover cliffs under your lee.
In one more minute you would have been failed – it was the warning gun that saved you.
Is not that so ?
… Then be thankful for small mercies. And even more thankful for big ones.



