1830 - 1894
English poet, author of Goblin Market and Other Poems (1862) and other works
|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. ... 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.|
1861 - from "Up-Hill"
|I might show facts as plain as day: but, since your eyes are blind, you'd say, "Where? What?" and turn away.|