- The wind gently rustled in the trees, wafting the perfume of flowers. - "Old Fritz and the New Era", Louise Muhlbach.
- Here yet shall heaven the joys of peace bestow, While through our soil the streams of plenty flow, And o'er the main we spread the trading sail, Wafting the produce of the rural vale. - "The Poems of Philip Freneau, Volume I (of III)", Philip Freneau.
- This hope that had haunted him from boyhood, wafting from the pages of the holy books, was not then a shadowy splendor on the horizon's rim. - "Dreamers of the Ghetto", I. Zangwill.