People just showed up and were always made welcome. To stay less than an hour was an insult, and there was always a meal.
Womenfolks: Growing Up Down South (1983, p. 164)
Ah me, why did they build my house by the road to the market town?rabindranath tagore
So saying, with despatchful looks in haste She turns, on hospitable thoughts intent.john milton
My master is of churlish disposition And little recks to find the way to heaven By doing deeds of hospitality.william shakespeare
I am your host; With robbers' hands my hospitable favours You should not ruffle thus.william shakespeare
I charge thee, invite them all: let in the tide Of knaves once more; my cook and I'll provide.william shakespeare
If my best wines mislike thy taste, And my best service win thy frown, Then tarry not, I bid thee haste; There's many another Inn in town.thomas bailey aldrich
There are hermit souls that live withdrawn In the place of their self-content; There are souls like stars that dwell apart, In a fellowless firmament; There are pioneer souls that blaze their paths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.sam walter foss
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.sam walter foss
Axylos, Teuthranos's son that dwelt in stablished Arisbe; a man of substance dear to his fellows; for his dwelling was by the road-side and he entertained all men.
For 't is always fair weather When good fellows get together With a stein on the table and a good song ringing clear.richard hovey
Oh that I had in the wilderness a lodging-place of wayfaring men!
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 ope, and they were there relived.Robert Greene
For I, who hold sage Homer's rule the best, Welcome the coming, speed the going guest.Alexander Pope