Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocott’s Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.

Adore

We bear it calmly, though a ponderous woe,
And still adore the hand that gives the blow.
Pomfret.—To his Friend.

Led like a victim, to my death I’ll go,
And, dying, bless the hand that gave the blow.
Dryden.—The Spanish Friar, Act II. Scene 1.

Adored through fear, strong only to destroy.
Cowper.—Winter Morning Walk, Book V. Line 445.