He has an air, it is true, but his air is not a breeze, like the air of a pretender to fashion.
Not a breeze can stir but it thrills us with the breath of autumn.
Her stiff cap moved in the breeze as it swung from the corner of her mirror.
They were trembling, not so much under the breeze as from the hurrying rhythm of the year.
For a moment Pierre was transported as by a ...