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  Does the road wind up-hill all the way?
     Yes, to the very end.
  Will the day's journey take the whole day long?
     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 its form my face?
     You cannot miss that inn.
  
  Shall I meet other wayfarers at night?
     Those who has gone before.
  Then must I knock, or call when just in sight?
     They will not keep you standing at the 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.
  
                               Up-Hill, Christina Rossetti