Pippa's Song Poem by Robert Browning

Pippa's Song

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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!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rimjhim Singh 03 January 2012

haha, as much as you try to keep a straight face after reading this, it all the same leaves a smile on your lips.

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