 | 1803 - 866 str.
...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...wild! And man, the hermit, sigh'd— till woman smil'd ! Trae, the sad power to generous hearts may bring Delirious anguish on his fiery wing ! Barr'd from... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1803 - 162 str.
...mingling measure play'd; The summer wind that shook the spangled tree, The whispering wave, the murmur of the bee;— Still slowly pass'd the melancholy...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,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1804 - 144 str.
...mingling measure play'd ; The summer wind that shook the spangled tree, The whispering wave, the murmur of the bee ;.... Still slowly pass'd the melancholy...!....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... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1804 - 182 str.
...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... | |
 | Sir Robert Ker Porter - 1809 - 500 str.
...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... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 176 str.
...play'd; The summer wind that shook the spangled tree, The whispering wave, the murmur of the bee j—- Still slowly pass'd the melancholy day, And still...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... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1812 - 160 str.
...mingling measure play'd; The summer wind that shook the spangled tree, The whispering wave, the murmur of the bee ;— Still slowly pass'd the melancholy...sigh'd — till Woman smil'd ! True, the sad power fo generous hearts may bring Delirious anguish on his fiery wing! Barr'd from delight by Fate's untimely... | |
 | John Ovington - 1813 - 168 str.
...mingling measures play'd -* The summer wind that shook the spangled tree. The whispering wave, the murmur of the bee : Still slowly pass'd the melancholy day,...And man the hermit, sigh'd— till woman smil'd." He that made man, made the woman to be his companion. Therefore we may safely conclude, whatever has... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1813 - 164 str.
...mingling measure play'd; The Summer wind that shook the spangled tree, The whispering wave, the murmur of the bee ;— Still slowly pass'd the melancholy...Stranger wist not where to stray ;— The world was sad!—the garden was a wild! And Man, the hermit, sigh'd—till Woman smiPd ! True, the sad power... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1817 - 166 str.
...mingling measure play'd ; The summer 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. 10 The world was sad ! — the garden was a wild ! And man, the hermit, sigh'd — till woman smiled... | |
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The world was sad ! — the garden was a wild ! And man, the hermit, sigh'd — till woman smiled... 
