And by and by she commaunded Zephyrus by the appointment of her husband to bring them downe.
"The Golden Asse" by Lucius Apuleius
There comes Zephyrus, whispering love to Flora incarnate in the Lotus.
"The Spell of Egypt" by Robert Hichens
Only bid thy servant Zephyrus bring hither my sisters, as he brought me.
"Marius the Epicurean, Volume One" by Walter Horatio Pater
So Zephyrus lulled Psyche to sleep, and then carried her safely down, and laid her in the place where Eros had bidden him.
"Fairy Tales; Their Origin and Meaning" by John Thackray Bunce
CHLORIS, the wife of Zephyrus, the goddess of flowers.
"The Nuttall Encyclopaedia" by Edited by Rev. James Wood
Here dwelt Eros, the god of Love, in whose arms Zephyrus deposited his lovely burden.
"Myths and Legends of Ancient Greece and Rome" by E.M. Berens
Them the Harpy Podarge bore to Zephyrus, the wind, while feeding in the meadows by the stream of Oceanus.
"The Iliad of Homer (1873)" by Homer
Zephyrus, god of the South Wind, had known him before Apollo crossed his path and had eagerly desired him for a friend.
"A Book of Myths" by Jean Lang
She was the mother of Boreas, Zephyrus, Eurus, and Notus, the north, west, east, and south winds.
"Harper's Young People, August 10, 1880" by Various
And whence directed came the musing sylvan Zephyrus and his choir?
"Continental Monthly, Vol. III, No IV, April 1863" by Various
She married Zephyrus, and received from him the privilege of presiding over flowers, and enjoying perpetual youth.
"Heathen Mythology" by Various
Some near relative lighted the pile, uttering prayers to Boreas and Zephyrus to increase the flame.
"Dealings with the Dead, Volume I (of 2)" by A Sexton of the Old School
The sky was serenely blue, and the air profoundly still, as if Zephyrus slept in his cave of the west.
"The Mosstrooper" by Robert Scott Fittis
How oft my burning cheek as if
By Zephyrus was fanned,
And nothing interdicted pain
Or seemed to make me well again
So quick as mother's hand.
"My Mother's Hand" by Hattie Howard
Lo! Zephyrus, fond lover, comes to woo;
With airy step he hastes the pastures through,
And steals a kiss from Luna as she nods
Drowsy with fragrant dew.
"Night In May" by Charles Hamilton Musgrove
When the warm breath of Auster play'd soft o'er the flow'rs,
And young Zephyrus rustled the gay scented bow'rs,
Ev'ry breeze seem'd to pause as it drew near the fair,
Too much aw'd at her sweetness to tumble her hair.
"Laeta; A Lament" by Howard Phillips Lovecraft