
Up-hill
by Christina Rossetti
"Does the road wind up-hill all the way?"
"Yes, to the very end."
"Will the day's journey take the whole long day?"
"From morn to night, my friend."
"But is there for the ngiht a resting-lace?
A roof for when the slow dark hours begin?
May not the darkness hide it from my face?"
"You cannot miss the inn."
"Shall I meet other wayfarers at night?"
"Those who have gone before."
"Then must I knock, or call when just in sight?"
"They will not keep you standing at that door."
"Shall I find comfort, travel-sore and weak?"
"Of labor you shall find the sum."
"Will there be beds for me and all who seek?"
"Yea, beds for all who come."
