A Parting GuestWhat delightful hosts are they– Life and Love! Lingeringly I turn away, This late hour, yet glad enough They have not withheld from me Their high hospitality. So, with face lit with delight And all gratitude, I stay Yet to press their hands and say, Thanks.– So fine a time! Good night. James Whitcomb Riley
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The above quote is a poem by Robert Browning. It’s a poem about a man who is leaving a party and the people he partied with all evening. This man is leaving to go home and rest, but he hopes to return in just a few hours to continue the party.

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