“The world was sad, the garden was a wild,
And man the hermit sigh'd — till woman smiled.”
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“But sad as angels for the good man's sin,
Weep to record, and blush to give it in.”
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“While Memory watches o'er the sad review
Of joys that faded like the morning dew.”
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