THE INN OF THE EARTH
Words by Sara Teasdale, music by James E. Nelson

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.

"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.