Jane, you are welcome from the barren Rock,
And Calpe's sounding shores. Oh do not mock,
Now you have rais'd, our greetings; nor again
Ever revisit that dry nook of Spain.

Friends have you here, and friendships to command,
In merry England. Love this hearty land.
Ease, comfort, competence — of these possess'd,
Let prodigal adventurers seek the rest:
Dear England is as you , — a " Field the Lord hath blest. "