1 She drew up the blinds and opened the window itself and a great waft of fresh, scented air blew in upon her.
2 The next minute she was in the room and had run across to his bed, bringing with her a waft of fresh air full of the scent of the morning.
3 All are of one mind, to leave the guilty land, and abandoning a polluted home, to let the gales waft our fleets.
4 Together all set their sheets, and all at once slacken their canvas to left and again to right; together they brace and unbrace the yard-arms aloft; prosperous gales waft the fleet along.
5 The wedding is to take place quietly, in the church down below yonder; and then I shall waft you away at once to town.
6 She put back the dresses one by one, laying away with each some gleam of light, some note of laughter, some stray waft from the rosy shores of pleasure.
7 The speaker was bareheaded, and the breeze at each waft gently lifted and lowered his hair, somewhat too thin for a man of his years, these still numbering less than thirty-three.
Return of the Native By Thomas HardyContext Highlight In BOOK 6: 4 Cheerfulness Again Asserts Itself at Blooms-End, and Clym Finds His 8 It sounded as if things were coming with a great procession and big bursts and wafts of music.
9 A few fishing vessels alone specked the water, and now and then the gentle breeze wafted the sound of voices as the fishermen called to one another.
10 But I will endeavour to detail these bitter circumstances to you, my dear sister; and while I am wafted towards England and towards you, I will not despond.
11 We went over the side into our boat, and lay at a little distance, to see the ship wafted on her course.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContext Highlight In CHAPTER 57. THE EMIGRANTS 12 There also comes wafted to your ear the sound of peasants' laughter, while in your inner man you are becoming conscious of an appetite which is not to be withstood.
13 And as the echoes of the drowsy mansion resounded to the report of the explosion there followed upon the same a wave of perfume, skilfully wafted abroad with a flourish of the eau-de-Cologne-scented handkerchief.
14 The enchanting, middle-aged Frenchman laid his hands on her head and, as she herself afterward described it, she felt something like a fresh breeze wafted into her soul.
15 He even thought he could perceive something on the ground at a distance; he ventured to call, and it seemed to him that the wind wafted back an almost inarticulate sigh.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContext Highlight In Chapter 73. The Promise.