A particularly black and bitter north wind was blowing round the corner of the street.

A keen October wind was blowing round the bank.

An icy wind was blowing round me.

We left the orchard, a sober little band, with the wind of the gray twilight blowing round us.

It was blowing round the crater, as it seemed, to the hot illuminated side from the foggy darkness under the sunward wall.

With that observation he slammed the door, leaving Carrie and me standing on the steps with a cutting wind blowing round the corner.

Many a hardier flower was blooming brightly, and lifting their heads seemingly in proud defiance of the chilling winds that were blowing round them.