She promised to watch over the garden world without end.

After the company’s IPO, she seemed to have the world by the tail, with investors eager to back every project she started.

She searched the whole wide world for the perfect melody and finally found it in a quiet café.

The New World blackbird perched on the marsh reed, its glossy feathers catching the sunlight as it surveyed the wetlands.

The Old World blackbird sang from the hawthorn hedge as the sun rose.

The Old World oriole sang a bright melody from the top of the banyan tree.

He set his Third World briefcase on the stoop and cranked up the bass, turning the block into an impromptu dance floor.

The antique dealer arranged the Third World briefcases on a velvet display and waited for curious buyers.

The World Health Organization issued new guidelines to help countries respond to the outbreak.

Even during the meeting, she sat quietly in a world of one's own, sketching on the notepad while everyone else discussed the project.