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Alexander Pope
And soften'd sounds along the waters die: Smooth flow the waves, the zephyrs gently play.
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Alexander Pope
Soft o'er the shrouds aerial whispers breathe, That seemed but zephyrs to the train beneath.
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Alexander Pope
The balmy zephyrs, silent since her death, Lament the ceasing of a sweeter breath.
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John Dyer
While the wanton Zephyr sings, And in the vale perfumes his wings.
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John Keats
And on the balmy zephyrs tranquil rest The silver clouds. - John Keats.
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Thomas Gray
Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly rising o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes, Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm.
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Thomas Hood
And soon Their hushing dances languished to a stand, Like midnight leaves when, as the Zephyrs swoon, All on their drooping stems they sink unfanned.
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