Pippa's Song Poem by Robert Browning
Pippa's Song
Rating: ★3.1
The year's at the spring,
And day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hill-side's dew-pearl'd;
The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn;
God's in His heaven--
All's right with the world!
Tuesday, December 31, 2002
Topic(s) of this poem: spring
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10/18/2026 10:47:48 AM # rel_20260925T122446Z_7d6ee41
haha, as much as you try to keep a straight face after reading this, it all the same leaves a smile on your lips.