To lend some aid to those who needed more;
Then, too, an ague with the winter came; }
And, in this state—that wife I cannot name }
Brought forth a famish’d child of suffering and of shame. }
“This had you known, and traced them to this scene,
Where all was desolate, defiled, unclean,
A fireless room, and, where a fire had place,
The blast loud howling down the empty space—
You must have felt a part of the distress,
Forgot your wrongs, and made their suffering less!”— 750