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You may go to Carlisle's and to Almanac's too; And I'll give you my Head if you find such a Host, For Coffee, Tea, Chocolate, Butter, or Toast; How he welcomes at once all the World and his Wife, And how civil to Folks he ne'er saw in his Life. - Christopher Anstey, New Bath Guide (fourth edition (1767), p. 130) He who has not been at a tavern knows not what a paradise it is. O holy tavern! O miraculous tavern!--holy, because no carking cares are there, nor weariness, nor pain; and miraculous, because of the spits, which themselves turn round and round! - Pietro Aretino, quoted by Longfellow in "Hyperion", bk. III, ch. II He had scarcely gone a short league, when Fortune, that was conducting his affairs from good to better, discovered to him the road, where he also espied an Inn. Sancho positively maintained it was an Inn, and his master that it was a castle; and the dispute lasted so long that they arrived there before it was determined. - Cervantes (Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra), Don Quixote (pt. I, ch. XV) Now musing o'er the changing scene Farmers behind the tavern screen Collect; with elbows idly press'd On hob, reclines the corner's guest, Reading the news to mark again The bankrupt lists or price of grain. Puffing the while his red-tipt pipe He dreams o'er troubles nearly ripe, Yet, winter's leisure to regale, Hopes better times, and sips his ale. - John Clare, Shepherd's Calendar Along the varying road of life, In calm content, in toil or strife, At morn or noon, by night or day, As time conducts him on his way, How oft doth man, by care oppressed, Find in an Inn a place of rest. - William Combe (Coombe), Dr. Syntax in Search of the Picturesque (canto IX, l. 1) Where'er his fancy bids him roam, In ev'ry Inn he finds a home-- . . . . Will not an Inn his cares beguile, Where on each face he sees a smile? - William Combe (Coombe), Dr. Syntax in Search of the Picturesque (canto IX, l. 13) Where you have friends you should not go to inns. - George Eliot (pseudonym of Mary Ann Evans Cross), Agatha Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head on high, Where once the sign-post caught the passing eye, Low lies that house where nut-brown draughts inspired, Where graybeard mirth and smiling toil retired, Where village statesmen talk'd with looks profound, And news much older than their ale went round. - Oliver Goldsmith There is nothing which has yet been contrived by man, by which so much happiness is produced as by a good tavern of inn. - Samuel Johnson (a/k/a Dr. Johnson) ("The Great Cham of Literature"), Boswell's Life of Johnson Souls of poets dead and gone, What Elysium have ye known, Happy field or mossy cavern, Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern? - John Keats (1), Mermaid Tavern The atmosphere Breathes rest and comfort and the many chambers Seem full of welcomes. - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Masque of Pandora (pt. V, l. 33) A region of repose it seems, A place of slumber and of dreams. - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Tales of a Wayside Inn (pt. I, prelude, l. 18) In the worst inn's worst room, with mat half hung. - Alexander Pope, Moral Essays (ep. 3, l. 299) Now spurs the lated traveler apace To gain the timely inn. - William Shakespeare Shall I not take mine ease in mine inn but I shall have my pocket picked? - William Shakespeare, King Henry the Fourth, Part I (Falstaff at III, iii) The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day. Now spurs the lated traveller apace To gain the timely inn, and near approaches The subject of our watch. - William Shakespeare, Macbeth (First Murderer at III, iii) Whoe'er has travel'd life's dull round, Where'er his stages may have been, May sigh to think he still has found The warmest welcome, at an inn. - William Shenstone, Written at an Inn at Henley What care if the day Be turned to gray, What care if the night come soon! We may choose the pace Who bow for grace, At the Inn of the Silver Moon. - Herman Knickerbocker Viele, The Good Inn
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