324. Mine Host by John McCrae
b'J McCrae read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\n\\nGiving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------\\n\\nMine Host\\nby John McCrae (1872 \\u2013 1918)\\n\\nThere stands a hostel by a travelled way;\\n Life is the road and Death the worthy host;\\nEach guest he greets, nor ever lacks to say,\\n "How have ye fared?" They answer him, the most,\\n"This lodging place is other than we sought;\\n We had intended farther, but the gloom\\nCame on apace, and found us ere we thought:\\n Yet will we lodge. Thou hast abundant room."\\nWithin sit haggard men that speak no word,\\n No fire gleams their cheerful welcome shed;\\nNo voice of fellowship or strife is heard\\n But silence of a multitude of dead.\\n"Naught can I offer ye," quoth Death, "but rest!"\\nAnd to his chamber leads each tired guest.\\n\\n\\nFirst aired: 18 August 2008\\n\\nFor hundreds more poetry readings, visit the Classic Poetry Aloud index.\\n\\nReading \\xa9 Classic Poetry Aloud 2008'