The slender acacia would not shake
One long milk-bloom on the tree;
The white lake-blossom fell into the lake
As the pimpernel dozed on the lea;
But the rose was awake all night for your sake,
Knowing your promise to me;
The lilies and roses were all awake.
They sighed for the dawn and thee. [ Tennyson ]

There was a laughing devil in his sneer,
That raised emotions both of rage and fear;
And where his frown of hatred darkly fell,
Hope withering fled, and mercy sighed farewell. [ Byron ]

The world was sad! - the garden was a wild!
And man, the hermit, sighed - till woman smiled. [ Campbell ]

Hope, withering, fled - and Mercy sighed farewell. [ Byron ]

Hope, withering, fled — and fancy sighed farewell. [ Byron ]