Poetry of Christina Rossetti

40 Inspirational Classics for Lent

I’ve posted several poems by Ms. Rossetti in the course of writing this blog—because I like her deceptively simple poetry.

In the Bleak Midwinter, lyrics by Christina Rossetti.
Summer by Christina Rossetti.
Love Came Down at Christmas, another Christmas carol by Christina Rossetti.
An End by Christina Rossetti: “Love, strong as Death, is dead.”
Beneath Thy Cross by Christina Rossetti.
A Better Resurrection by Christina Rossetti.
A Birthday by Christina Rossetti: “My heart is like a singing bird.”

And here’s yet another, entitled 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?
  Yes, beds for all who come.

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