The Flying Inn

by Chesterton Gilbert

Until she fades away.

“The righteous minds of inn-keepers

Induce them now and then

To crack a bottle with a friend,

Or treat unmoneyed men;

But who hath seen the Grocer

Treat housemaids to his teas,

Or crack a bottle of fish-sauce,

Or stand a man a cheese?

“He sells us sands of Araby