Let the zephyrs of natural law play freely thru your whiskers.

He summons straight his denizens of air; The lucid squadrons around the sails repair; Soft o'er the shrouds aërial whispers breathe, That seemed but zephyrs to the train beneath.

Now the calm evening hastily approaches, Not a sound stirring thro' the gentle woodlands, Save that soft Zephyr with his downy pinions Scatters fresh fragrance.

cries he, who high in Drury Lane, Lulled by soft zephyrs through the broken pane, Rhymes ere he wakes, and prints before term ends, Obliged by hunger, and request of friends: 'The piece, you think, it incorrect?

The southerly air in the morning, the zephyr in the afternoon, and the land wind at night, were as much matters of course as the rising and setting of the sun.

When rising zephyr from thy ruin brings A world of atoms on its fairy wings.

In one of these the poet chides the zephyr for having stolen its sweetness while playing with the beloved's loose tresses.

The wind was a cap-full; a good, fresh, westerly breeze, which seemed to have started out of the oven-like heat of a week of intensely hot weather that had preceded it, and to have collected the force of two or three zephyrs into one.