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Sara Teasdale - The Inn Of Earth
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I came to the crowded Inn of Earth, 
And called for a cup of wine, 
But the Host went by with averted eye 
From a thirst as keen as mine.

Then I sat down with weariness 
And asked a bit of bread, 
But the Host went by with averted eye 
And never a word he said.

While always from the outer night 
The waiting souls came in 
With stifled cries of sharp surprise 
At all the light and din.

"Then give me a bed to sleep," I said, 
"For midnight comes apace"— 
But the Host went by with averted eye 
And I never saw his face.

"Since there is neither food nor rest, 
I go where I fared before"— 
But the Host went by with averted eye 
And barred the outer door.
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