To waft a feather or to drown a fly.

Edward Young (1684-1765): Night thoughts. Night i. Line 154.

This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing

To waft me from distraction.

Lord Byron 1788-1824: Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto iii. Stanza 85.

Farewell! if ever fondest prayer

For other's weal avail'd on high,

Mine will not all be lost in air,

But waft thy name beyond the sky.

Lord Byron 1788-1824: Farewell! if ever fondest Prayer.