night-breeze

He and I discussed the existential wilderness of his life while Louisiana cradled her head on my shoulder and sang, soft and low into the night-breeze as it buffeted at the open window.

I Met John Scalvi! « Whatever 2008

In this high train of enthusiasm, she stood, raising her eyes through the fractured roof of the vault, to the stars which now began to twinkle through the pale twilight, while the long gray tresses which hung down over her shoulders waved in the night-breeze, which the chasm and fractured windows admitted freely.

The Abbot 2008

They remained, therefore, in dreadful terror, sometimes thinking they heard her voice without, and at other times, that sounds of a different description were mingled with the mournful sigh of the night-breeze, or the dashing of the cascade.

Chronicles of the Canongate 2008

As he looked, the broad folds of the ensign of England, heavily distending itself to the failing night-breeze, caught his eye.

The Talisman 2008

The day had been sultry, and the gentle night-breeze which sighed along the terrace of the Pleasance raised not a deeper breath than the fan in the hand of youthful beauty.

Kenilworth 2004

The moon was shining in the cloudless heaven; the night-breeze blew soft and steady from the land; the peaceful waters rippled joyfully in the silence and the glory of the night.

Armadale 2003

At Al-Sufayna, though there was no night-breeze and little dew, a blanket was necessary, and the hours of darkness were invigorating enough to mitigate the effect of the sand and Samum-ridden day.

Personal Narrative of a Pilgrimage to Al-Madinah and Meccah 2003

Dick tried to keep awake for a while, and enjoy the barn-smell, and the sight of the stars in the sky seen through the open door, where a cool little night-breeze came wandering in.

Five On Finniston Farm Blyton, Enid, 1898?-1968 1960

A little way beyond the battle-field they made their camp under a spreading tree: it looked like a chestnut, and yet it still bore many broad brown leaves of a former year, like dry hands with long splayed fingers; they rattled mournfully in the night-breeze.

The Lord of the Rings Tolkien, J. R. R. 1954

From somewhere amongst the rocky wilderness of the hills, carried by the night-breeze, had come the hoarse coughing of a lion.

The Hawk of Egypt Joan Conquest