I saw them go; one horse was blind,
The tails of both hung down behind,
Their shoes were on their feet.
Quadrupedumque putrem cursu quatit ungula campum.
And the hoof of the horses shakes the crumbling field as they run.
Ardua cervix,
Argumtumque caput, brevis alvos, obesaque
Luxuriatque tons animosum pectus.
His neck is high and erect, his head replete with intelligence, his belly short, his back full, and his proud chest swells with hard muscle.
HOSPITALITY
(See also Guests, Welcome)
When friends are at your hearthside met,
Sweet courtesy has done its most
If you have made each guest forget
That he himself is not the host.
If my best wines mislike thy taste,
And my best service win thy frown,
Then tarry not, Tbid thee haste;
There's many another Inn in town.
There are hermit souls that live withdrawn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.
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.
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.
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.
True friendship's laws are by this rule express'd,
Welcome the coming, speed the parting guest.
For 't is always fair weather
When good fellows get together
With a stein on the table and a good song ringing clear.
Oh that I had in the wilderness a lodging-place of wayfaring men!
Hospitality sitting with gladness.
So saying, with despatchful looks in haste
She turns, on hospitable thoughts intent.
Hospes nullus tam in amici hospitium diverti potest,
Quin ubi triduum continuum fuerit jam odiosus siet.
No one can be so welcome a guest that he will not become an annoyance when he has stayed three continuous days in a friend's house.
For I, who hold sage Homer's rule the best,
Welcome the coming, speed the going guest.
Given to hospitality.
My master is of churlish disposition
And little recks to find the way to heaven
By doing deeds of hospitality.
I am your host;
With robbers' hands my hospitable favours
You should not ruffle thus.
I charge thee, invite them all: let in the tide
Of knaves once more; my cook and I'll provide.
