...wind that shook the spangled tree. The whispering wave, the murmer of the bee; — Still slowly pass'd the melancholy day, And still the stranger wist not...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 bring Delirious anguish on...

...that shook the spangled tree, The whispering wave, the murmer of the bee ;— Still slowly pass'cl the melancholy day, . And still the stranger wist...was sad! the garden was a wild! And man, the hermit, sigh'd— till woman smil'd ! Trae, the sad power to generous hearts may bring Delirious anguish on...

...wind that shook the spangled tree, The whispering wave, the murmer of the bee; — Still slowly pass'd the melancholy day, And still the stranger wist not...sad ! the garden was a wild ! And man, the hermit, sigh'd— till woman smil'd ! True, the sad power to generous hearts may bring Delirious anguish on...

...wind that shook the spangled tree. The whispering wave, the murmer of the bee ;— Still slowly pass'd the melancholy day, And still the stranger wist not...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 bring Delirious anguish on...

...wind that shook the spangled tree, The whispering wave, the murmur of the bee;— Still slowly pass'd the melancholy day, And still the stranger wist not where to stray,— '('he world was sad!—the garden was a wild! And Man, the hermit, sigh'd—till Woman smil'd! True,...

...that shook the spangled tree, The whispering wave, the murmur of the bee ;.... Still slowly pass'd the melancholy day, And still the stranger wist not...!....the garden was a wild !.... And Man, the hermit, sigh'd....till Woman smil'd ! True ! the sad power to generous hearts may bring Delirious anguish on...

...that shook the spangled tree, The whispering wave, the murmur of die bee.... Still slowly pass'd die melancholy day, And still the stranger wist not where to stray,.... The world was sad!... .die garden was a wild! And Man, the hermit, sigh'd....till Woman smii'd ! True ! the sad power to...

...spangled tree, The whispering wave, the murmur of the bee 5 — Still slowly pass'd the melancholy day, 35 And still the stranger wist not where to stray, —...! — the garden was a wild ! And Man, the hermit, sigh'd — till Woman smil'd ! True, the sad power to generous hearts may bring Delirious anguish on...

...sweetest charms to fields and groves. What is it our Campbell says of Paradise till Eve appeared? " The world was sad — the garden was a wild! And man, the hermit, sighed — till woman smiled !" No Woman, with smiles or without, visited our hermit eyes amongst the shades of Upsal. What they...

...fields and groves. What is it our Campbell says of Paradise till Eve appeared? *' The world was s.id — the garden was a wild ! And man, the hermit, sighed— till woman smiled !" No woman, with smiles or without, visited our hermit eyes amongst the shades of Upsal. What they...