The Year's at the Spring

The Year's At The Spring by Robert Browning

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The year's at the spring,
And day's at the morn;

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Morning's at seven;
The hill-side's dew-pearled;

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The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn;

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God's in his Heaven—
All's right with the world!

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  1. Beautiful poem. Signs of Spring are everywhere here, it gives such hope.

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