Never does a wilder song
Steal the breezy lyre along,
When the wind in odors dying,
Wooes it with enamored sighing. [ Moore ]

A plague of sighing and grief!
It blows a man up like a bladder. [ William Shakespeare ]

The world goes whispering to its own,
This anguish pierces to the bone;
And tender friends go sighing round,
What love can ever cure this wound?
My days go on, my days go on. [ E. B. Browning ]

Earth felt the wound; and Nature from her seat,
Sighing through all her work, gave sign of woe
That all was lost. [ Milton ]

Artists will sometimes speak of Rome with disparagement or indifference while it is before them; but no artist ever lived in Rome and then left it, without sighing to return. [ Hillard ]