Robert Browning (1812-1889)
The year's at the spring
And day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hillside'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!
(from "Pippa Passes")
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| четверг, 05 июня 2014