<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Inns - Maxioms.com</title><description>Quotes, Famous Quotes, Sayings, Proverbs, Maxims, Axioms, Maxioms</description><link>http://www.maxioms.com</link><language>en-us</language><copyright>Copyright 2026 Maxioms.com. All Rights Reserved.</copyright><item><title><![CDATA[Where'er his fancy bids him roam, In ev'ry Inn he finds a home--  . . . .   ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20990]]></link><description><![CDATA[Where'er his fancy bids him roam, In ev'ry Inn he finds a home--  . . . .   Will not an Inn his cares beguile,    Where on each face he sees a smile?]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20990</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Where you have friends you should not go to inns. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20991]]></link><description><![CDATA[Where you have friends you should not go to inns.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20991</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[There is nothing which has yet been contrived by man, by which so much happiness is produced as by a ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20992]]></link><description><![CDATA[There is nothing which has yet been contrived by man, by which so much happiness is produced as by a good tavern of inn.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20992</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Souls of poets dead and gone, What Elysium have ye known,  Happy field or mossy cavern,   Choicer ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20993]]></link><description><![CDATA[Souls of poets dead and gone, What Elysium have ye known,  Happy field or mossy cavern,   Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern?]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20993</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The atmosphere Breathes rest and comfort and the many chambers  Seem full of welcomes. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20994]]></link><description><![CDATA[The atmosphere Breathes rest and comfort and the many chambers  Seem full of welcomes.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20994</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[A region of repose it seems, A place of slumber and of dreams. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20995]]></link><description><![CDATA[A region of repose it seems, A place of slumber and of dreams.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20995</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[In the worst inn's worst room, with mat half hung. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20996]]></link><description><![CDATA[In the worst inn's worst room, with mat half hung.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20996</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Shall I not take mine ease in mine inn but I shall have my pocket picked? ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20997]]></link><description><![CDATA[Shall I not take mine ease in mine inn but I shall have my pocket picked?]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20997</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day. Now spurs the lated traveller apace  To gain the timely ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20998]]></link><description><![CDATA[The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day. Now spurs the lated traveller apace  To gain the timely inn, and near approaches   The subject of our watch.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20998</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Whoe'er has travel'd life's dull round, Where'er his stages may have been,  May sigh to think he still has ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20999]]></link><description><![CDATA[Whoe'er has travel'd life's dull round, Where'er his stages may have been,  May sigh to think he still has found   The warmest welcome, at an inn.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20999</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[What care if the day Be turned to gray,  What care if the night come soon!   We ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/21000]]></link><description><![CDATA[What care if the day Be turned to gray,  What care if the night come soon!   We may choose the pace    Who bow for grace,     At the Inn of the Silver Moon.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/21000</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[You may go to Carlisle's and to Almanac's too; And I'll give you my Head if you find such a ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20985]]></link><description><![CDATA[You may go to Carlisle's and to Almanac's too; And I'll give you my Head if you find such a Host,  For Coffee, Tea, Chocolate, Butter, or Toast;   How he welcomes at once all the World and his Wife,    And how civil to Folks he ne'er saw in his Life.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20985</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[He who has not been at a tavern knows not what a paradise it is. O holy tavern! O miraculous ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20986]]></link><description><![CDATA[He who has not been at a tavern knows not what a paradise it is. O holy tavern! O miraculous tavern!--holy, because no carking cares are there, nor weariness, nor pain; and miraculous, because of the spits, which themselves turn round and round!]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20986</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[He had scarcely gone a short league, when Fortune, that was conducting his affairs from good to better, discovered to ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20987]]></link><description><![CDATA[He had scarcely gone a short league, when Fortune, that was conducting his affairs from good to better, discovered to him the road, where he also espied an Inn. Sancho positively maintained it was an Inn, and his master that it was a castle; and the dispute lasted so long that they arrived there before it was determined.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20987</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Now musing o'er the changing scene Farmers behind the tavern screen  Collect; with elbows idly press'd   On ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20988]]></link><description><![CDATA[Now musing o'er the changing scene Farmers behind the tavern screen  Collect; with elbows idly press'd   On hob, reclines the corner's guest,    Reading the news to mark again     The bankrupt lists or price of grain.      Puffing the while his red-tipt pipe       He dreams o'er troubles nearly ripe,        Yet, winter's leisure to regale,         Hopes better times, and sips his ale.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20988</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Along the varying road of life, In calm content, in toil or strife,  At morn or noon, by night ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20989]]></link><description><![CDATA[Along the varying road of life, In calm content, in toil or strife,  At morn or noon, by night or day,   As time conducts him on his way,    How oft doth man, by care oppressed,     Find in an Inn a place of rest.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/20989</guid></item></channel></rss>