A wave of irritation seemed to run through the company.

And then he could not go on for a moment as a wave of memory seemed to wash over him.

The waves seem to whisper the names that are gone.

For a decade that wave seemed, indeed, to be real and powerful.

Every fourth wave in a group of waves seemed to be the largest.

The waves seemed to have taken on a life of their own.

No waves seem to break under six feet in the winter months.

Then a great, harsh wave seemed to break forth in his chest.

A wave of affection for him seemed to flood her being.

A wave of weariness seemed to break over his head.