ZEPHYR

Related Subject: Wind

1. Where the light wings of Zephyr, oppress'd with perfume,
   Wax faint o'er the gardens of Gill in her bloom.—BYRON, The Bride of Abydos
   

2. Let Zephyr only breathe,
   And with her tresses play.—W. H. DRUMMOND, Phoebus, Arise
   

3. And on the balmy zephyrs tranquil rest
   The silver clouds.—KEATS, Oh! How I Love
   

4. Zephyr with Aurora playing,
   As he met her once a-Maying,
   There on beds of violets blue,
   And fresh-blown roses wash'd in dew,
   Fill'd her with thee, a daughter fair,
   So buxom, blithe, and debonair.—MILTON, L'Allegro
   

5. Soft o'er the shrouds aerial whispers breathe,
   That seem'd but zephyrs to the train beneath.—POPE, The Rape of the Lock
   

6. As gentle
   As zephyrs blowing below the violet,
   Not wagging his sweet head.—SHAKESPEARE, Cymbeline