|Frank J. Wilstach, comp. A Dictionary of Similes. 1916.|
|Her breath is like the fragrant breeze,|
That gently stirs the blossomd bean,
When Phbus sinks beneath the seas.
| Breath like the sweets from the hawthorn tree.|
| Her breath|
Like a soft western wind, when it glides oer
Arabia, creating gums and spices.
| A breath,|
Hot as the blasts that dried old seas.
Isaac R. Pennypacker
| Breath like morns young breeze.|