Christina Rossetti: Up-Hill

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 night a resting-place? 
   A roof for when the slow dark hours begin. 
May not the darkness hide it from my face? 
   You cannot miss that 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 labour you shall find the sum. 
Will there be beds for me and all who seek? 
   Yea, beds for all who come.

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2 comments on “Christina Rossetti: Up-Hill”

1. maryjanewhite

   March 25, 2022

   

   Yes, this feels strangely relevant today, swimming upstream through the cascade of news. Thank you, Michael.

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   • Vox Populi

     March 28, 2022

     

     Thank YOU, Mary Jane!

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