The year’s at the spring
And day’s a the morn;
Mofrning’s at seven;
The hillside’s dew-pearled;
The lark’s on the wing;
The snail’s on the thorn;
God’s in His heaven–
All’s right with. The world.
—Robert Browning
The year’s at the spring
And day’s a the morn;
Mofrning’s at seven;
The hillside’s dew-pearled;
The lark’s on the wing;
The snail’s on the thorn;
God’s in His heaven–
All’s right with. The world.
—Robert Browning
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