Now this was the sin of your sister Sodom: She and her daughters were arrogant, overfed and unconcerned; they did not help the poor and needy. They were haughty and did detestable things before me. Therefore I did away with them as you have seen.
And whosoever shall not receive you, nor hear your words, when ye depart out of that house or city, shake off the dust of your feet. Verily I say unto you, It shall be more tolerable for the land of Sodom and Gomorrah in the day of judgment, than for that city.
Then the King will say to those on his right: ‘Come, you who have been blessed by my Father, inherit the Kingdom prepared for you from the founding of the world. For I became hungry and you gave me something to eat; I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink. I was a stranger and you received me hospitably.
So saying, with despatchful looks in hasteShe turns, on hospitable thoughts intent.
Share with the holy ones according to their needs. Follow the course of hospitality.
Do not forget hospitality, for through it some unknowingly entertained angels.
Be hospitable to one another without grumbling.
My master is of churlish dispositionBy doing deeds of hospitality.
I am your host;You should not ruffle thus.
I charge thee, invite them all: let in the tideOf knaves once more; my cook and I'll provide.
When friends are at your hearthside met,That he himself is not the host.
If my best wines mislike thy taste,There's many another Inn in town.
There are hermit souls that live withdrawn And be a friend to man.
Let me live in my house by the side of the road, And be a friend to man.
He kept no Christmas-house for once a yeere,His gates were ope, and they were there relived.
Axylos, Teuthranos's son that dwelt in stablished Arisbe; a man of substance dear to his fellows; for his dwelling was by the road-side and he entertained all men.
True friendship's laws are by this rule express'd,Welcome the coming, speed the parting guest.
For 't is always fair weatherWith a stein on the table and a good song ringing clear.
Oh that I had in the wilderness a lodging-place of wayfaring men!
Hospitality sitting with gladness.
For I, who hold sage Homer's rule the best,Welcome the coming, speed the going guest.
Given to hospitality.
Ah me, why did they build my house by the road to the market town?
The lintel low enough to keep out pomp and pride;This door will open at a touch to welcome every friend.
A host in himself.