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? Yea, Beds For All Who Come.