In measure, when it shooteth forth, thou wilt debate with it: he stayeth his rough wind in the day of the east wind.

Madame, bear in mind That princes govern all things save the wind.

The wind bloweth where it listeth, and thou hearest the sound thereof, but canst not tell whence it cometh, and whither it goeth: so is every one that is born of the Spirit.

The wind's in the east. I am always conscious of an uncomfortable sensation now and then when the wind is blowing in the east.

The winds that never moderation knew, Afraid to blow too much, too faintly blew; Or out of breath with joy, could not enlarge Their straighten'd lungs or conscious of their charge.