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Whoe’er has travell’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.

All hail to Alma Mater, We’ll always loyal be, Where’er the future leads, Our thoughts will return to thee.

Or as Dorothy Parker put it, “Hunger and War do not mean a thing;/Everything’s rosy where’er we roam;/Hark, how the little birds gaily sing!”

Within an hour of getting the call for a domestic violence case, the forensic nurse arrives at the hospital, where ER staff have already made sure the patient is in a quiet, private space rather than the waiting room.

Such people, Ben Jonson wrote in 1600, “where’er they sit concealed, let them know, the author defies them and their writing-tables.”