Does the road wind up-hill all the
yes,to the very
will the day's journey take the whole long
from morn to night,my
but is there for the night a resting
a roof for when the slow dark hours
May not the darkness hide it from my
You cannot miss that
Shall I meet other wayfarers at
Those who have gone
Then must I knock,or call when just in
They will not keep you standing at that
Shall I find comfort,travel-sore and
Of labour you shall find the sum.
Will there be beds for me and all who
Yea,beds for all who