Mercied

Christ watereth with His blessing all things. If every thing that a saint hath be blessed, and every thing (to speak so) mercied, and christianed, even " his basket and his dough"

Hast thou no mercied feeling In thy proud and cruel soul, As thus thou seest one kneeling, With no effort to control The tears that are unseemly, Where pride should stem the tide, And scorn give place to pity, for Gustave's stricken bride ? ”

Smells like newly cut grass from a farmer's sickle seemed so clean and symbolic of the freshness of a “mercied” heart.