The year's at the spring,
And day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hill-side'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!
The link below is the full text of Pippa Passes by Robert Browning.
http://www.archive.org/stream/pipppasseswithan00browuoft/pipppasseswithan00browuoft_djvu.txt
