See, your guests approach. Address yourself to entertain them sprightly, And let's be red with mirth.

Methinks a father Is at the nuptial of his son a guest That best becomes the table.

Gentle my lord, sleek o'er your rugged looks; Be bright and jovial among your guests to-night.

No, truly, 'tis more than manners will; And I have heard it said, unbidden guests Are often welcomest when they are gone.

(Macbeth:) Here's our chief guest. (Lady Macbeth:) If he had been forgotten, It had been as a gap in our great feast, And all-thing unbecoming.

Unbidden guests Are often welcomest when they are gone.