|Frank J. Wilstach, comp. A Dictionary of Similes. 1916.|
| Tender light, like the first moonrise of midnight.|
| Lights as of dawn beyond the tomb.|
| Happy light, like those dream-smiles which are the speech of sleep.|
|A redder light shone through the dell,|
As if the very gates of hell
Swung suddenly ajar.
John Greenleaf Whittier