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

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

For I, who hold sage Homer's rule the best,
Welcome the coming, speed the going guest.

For I, who hold sage Homer's rule the best,
Welcome the coming, speed the going guest.

Be it not in thy care. Go,
I charge thee, invite them all; let in the tide
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Be it not in thy care. Go,
I charge thee, invite them all; let in the tide
Of knaves once more; my cook and I'll provide.

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.

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.

Oh that I had in the wilderness a lodging-place of wayfaring men;
that I might leave my people, and read more

Oh that I had in the wilderness a lodging-place of wayfaring men;
that I might leave my people, and go from them! for they be all
adulterers, an assembly of treacherous men.

I am your host.
With robber's hands in my hospitable favors
You should not ruffle thus.

I am your host.
With robber's hands in my hospitable favors
You should not ruffle thus.

See, your guests approach.
Address yourself to entertain them sprightly,
And let's be red with mirth.

See, your guests approach.
Address yourself to entertain them sprightly,
And let's be red with mirth.

There are hermit souls that live withdrawn
In the place of their self-content;
There are souls like read more

There are hermit souls that live withdrawn
In the place of their self-content;
There are souls like stars that dwell apart,
In a fellowless firmament;
There are pioneer souls that blaze their paths
Where highways never ran,--
But let me live by the side of the road,
And be a friend to man.