“Welcome! yes! let me welcome, if I can,
The fortune dealt me by this cruel man:
Welcome this low-thatch’d roof, this shatter’d door,
These walls of clay, this miserable floor;
Welcome my envied neighbours; this to you
Is all familiar - all to me is new:
You have no hatred to the loathsome meal,
Your firmer nerves no trembling terrors feel,
Nor, what you must expose, desire you to conceal;
What your coarse feelings bear without offence,