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THE INN: AN OLD EPITAPH, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Post-haste we ride the road of men
Last Line: Who soonest goes hath least to pay.
Subject(s): Epitaphs; Hotels; New York City - Revolutionary Period; Inns; Innskeepers; Motels; Boarding Houses


Post-haste we ride the road of men
From shadow through to shade again,
But rein, to breathe or tighten girth,
At that old inn yclept "The Earth."
There some delay to dine and sup,
While some but taste a stirrup-cup;
And some have ease and ample fare,
And some find little comfort there.
His score is large who bides a day;
Who soonest goes hath least to pay.





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