The wind breath'd soft as lover's sigh, And, oft renew'd, seem'd oft to die, With breathless pause between, O who, with speech of war and woes, Would wish to break the soft repose Of such enchanting scene!
How sweet the words of Truth, breath'd from the lips of Love.james beattie
O name forever sad! forever dear! Still breath'd in sighs, still usher'd with a tear.Alexander Pope