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The world's an inn;
and I her guest. I eat; I drink; I take my rest. My hostess, nature, does deny me nothing, wherewith she can supply me; where, having stayed a while, I pay her lavish bills, and go my way.
--Francis Quarles (1592-1644). One of his many descendants (he had 18 children) was the American poet, Langston Hughes.
18 December 2011 in British, English and Scottish, Food and Drink, On One's Own Death | Permalink
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