Where the light wings of Zephyr, oppress'd with perfume,
Wax faint o'er the gardens of Gul in her bloom.
- Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron),
Bride of Abydos (canto I, st. 1)
Let Zephyr only breathe
And with her tresses play.
- William Drummond (1), Song--Phoebus, Arise
While the wanton Zephyr sings,
And in the vale perfumes her wings.
- John Dyer, Gronger Hill
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