Shakespeare's Sonnet XCIV presents the theme of control of one's spirit and beauty as deserving of heaven's blessing,
They that have pow'r to hurt, and will do none,That do not do the thing they most do show,Who moving others are themselves as stone,Unmovèd, cold, and to temptation slow,They rightly do inherit heaven’s graces,
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.
For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds;Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.
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