What is there more kindly than the feeling between host and guest?

What is there more kindly than the feeling between host and guest?

So saying, with despatchful looks in haste
She turns, on hospitable thoughts intent.

So saying, with despatchful looks in haste
She turns, on hospitable thoughts intent.

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.

My master is of churlish disposition
And little recks to find the way to heaven
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My master is of churlish disposition
And little recks to find the way to heaven
By doing deeds of hospitality.

He kept no Christmas-house for once a yeere,
Each day his boards were fild with Lordly fare;
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He kept no Christmas-house for once a yeere,
Each day his boards were fild with Lordly fare;
He fed a rout of yeoman with his cheer,
Nor was his bread and beefe kept in with care;
His wine and beere to strangers were not spare,
And yet beside to all that hunger greved,
His gates were open, and they were there relived.

Hospitality sitting with gladness.

Hospitality sitting with gladness.

HOSPITALITY, n. The virtue which induces us to feed and lodge certain persons who are not in need of food read more

HOSPITALITY, n. The virtue which induces us to feed and lodge certain persons who are not in need of food and lodging.

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.

Let me live in my house by the side of the road,
Where the race of men go by;
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Let me live in my house by the side of the road,
Where the race of men go by;
They are good, they are bad; they are weak, they are strong,
Wise, foolish,--so am I;
Then why should I sit in the scorner's seat,
Or hurl the cynic's ban?
Let me live in my house by the side of the road,
And be a friend to man.