Sam Walter Foss on Hospitality
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“There are hermit souls that live withdrawn In the place of their self-content; There are souls like stars that dwell apart, In a fellowless firmament; There are pioneer souls that blaze their paths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.”