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{{Карточка литературного труда
|название=В гору
|автор=Розетти, Кристина
|изображение=TheRoundTableUphill.jpg
|упоминается=Тайная Доктрина
|примечание=
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.
|название в оригинале=Up-Hill
|имя автора в оригинале=Rossetti, Christina
|язык оригинала=английский
|год издания=1866
|выходные данные оригинала=Rossetti, Christina, “Up-Hill,” July 14, 1866, in The Round Table, v. 3. New York, 1866.
}}