Hail to the host! A guest is come
From wand'ring o'er the fell.
Now he who knocks is frozen numb,
Then treat the traveller well.

Dry clothes and food and drink he'll need,
All for the stranger's cheering;
Good manners and a cup of mead,
Words… and a willing hearing.

Whoever enters an unknown door,
Let him look in. Let him watch well.
He little knows what lies in store
Or where his enemies dwell.

A humble home is better far
Than mighty monarch's hall.-

Lyrics by Cornelius Booth