Sometimes, when guests have gone, the host remembers
Sweet courteous things unsaid.
We two have talked our read more

Sometimes, when guests have gone, the host remembers
Sweet courteous things unsaid.
We two have talked our hearts out to the embers,
And now go hand in hand down to the dead.

When hospitality becomes an art, it loses its very soul.

When hospitality becomes an art, it loses its very soul.

Hail, guest, we ask not what thou art;
If friend, we greet thee, hand and heart;
If read more

Hail, guest, we ask not what thou art;
If friend, we greet thee, hand and heart;
If stranger, such no longer be;
If foe, our love shall conquer thee.

For whom he means to make an often guest,
One dish shall serve; and welcome make the rest.

For whom he means to make an often guest,
One dish shall serve; and welcome make the rest.

No, truly, 'tis more than manners will;
And I have heard it said, unbidden guests
Are often read more

No, truly, 'tis more than manners will;
And I have heard it said, unbidden guests
Are often welcomest when they are gone.

To the guests that must go, bid God's speed and brush away all
traces of their steps.

To the guests that must go, bid God's speed and brush away all
traces of their steps.

A gloomy guest fits not a wedding feast.

A gloomy guest fits not a wedding feast.

Methinks a father
Is at the nuptial of his son a guest
That best becomes the table.

Methinks a father
Is at the nuptial of his son a guest
That best becomes the table.

(Macbeth:) Here's our chief guest.
(Lady Macbeth:) If he had been forgotten,
It had been as a read more

(Macbeth:) Here's our chief guest.
(Lady Macbeth:) If he had been forgotten,
It had been as a gap in our great feast,
And all-thing unbecoming.