...happiness, like that of his master Adam, was imperfect without the society of woman. " • • • The garden was a wild, And man the hermit sighed till woman smil'd The felicitous being then, who was to give a new zest to Mr. Collier's enjoyments at Milnrow,...

...woman is the fairy form that delights and brightens the visions of our youth; — we feel that • The world was sad — the garden was a wild, And man the hermit mourned till woman smiled;' we gaze upon her as upon a superior being; — we honour her as the last,...

...heey— Still slowly pass'd the melancholy day, ' 35 And still the stranger wist not where to strayy— The world was sad !— the garden was a wild ! And Man, the hermit, sigh'd— till Woman smil'd! True, the sad power to generous hearts may hring Delirious anguish on...

...woman — without whom society would be divested of half its charms, the world would be a blank. " The world was sad, the garden was a wild, And man, the hermit, sighed till woman smil'd." So said or sung Campbell ; and his 08 TUK MTKRAKY COTERIE. Pleaturet of Hope do not contain...

...wave, the murmur of the bee : Still slowly pass'd the melancholy day, And still the stranger wistnot where to stray, The world was sad, the garden was a wild, And man, the hermit, sigh'd — till woman smil'd. CAMPBELL. LOVE is the most delightful of all the human passions. None...

...he thought a paradise. He replied, " Because it is at present a solitude, for you know," added he, "The world was sad, — the garden was a wild, And man, the hermit, siglied — till woman smil'd." " Now your smile, Miss Melross, might indeed make such a place a paradise."...

...love endears, Without the smile from partial beauty, Oh! what were man ?—a world without a sun ! " The world was sad !—the garden was a wild! And Man, the hermit, sigh'd—till Woman smil'd ! " Let Winter come! let polar spirits sweep The dark'ning world, and tempest-troubled...

...close union and a marked dependence upon each other. Beautifully and justly has a living poet said — "The world was sad, the garden was a wild; And man the hermit sigh'd till woman smil'd." of perpetual pleasure, moderated (as indeed it was) by the most tender care,...

...amiable exertions for them, recommended • itself to their imitation with double attractions." WOMAN. " The world was sad, the garden was a wild, And man, the hermit, sigh'd till woman smil'd." CAMPBELL. " I have always remarked," says the celebrated traveller Ledyard,...

...excitement to another : society had no spell to soothe his memory, and change no charm to lull it : " Still slowly passed the melancholy day, And still the stranger wist not where to stray." At length he joined the cause of the struggling Greeks, and his name has been often and honourably...