UPHILL. BY CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI.

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Christina Rossetti was born at London in 1828. She came of that versatile family, in which the father and sons as well as the daughter were writers, artists, critics and poets. While still in her teens, Miss Rossetti published a little volume called “Maud, Prose and Verse,” and crude and morbid as the work was it gave promise of better things. She wrote later, “Goblin Market” (which Dante Gabriel Rossetti illustrated), “A Pageant and Other Poems,” and several religious studies. She died in 1894.

Does the road wind uphill 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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