The year's at the spring, <br />And day's at the morn; <br />Morning's at seven; <br />The hill-side's dew-pearled; <br />The lark's on the wing; <br />The snail's on the thorn; <br />God's in his Heaven— <br />All's right with the world!<br /><br />Robert Browning<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-year-s-at-the-spring/
