| Change as woman, wind and fortune.|
| Change, like Proteus.|
| Change, like womens thoughts and winter weather.|
| Changeable as the moons.|
| Changeful as the ocean bar.|
| Quickly changed as are the winds.|
Beaumont and Fletcher
| As changeful as the lights which flick and flash from off the facets of the diamond.|
| Changest, as the wind upon the wave.|
Hugh H. Brackenridge
| Changes like the moonlit cloud.|
Richard Henry Dana, Jr.
| Changeable as a womans whims.|
|Thy song is changeful as yon starry frame,|
End and beginning evermore the same.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
like unto the Camelion whiche upon every sondre hewe, that he behalt, he mote newe his colour.|
| Changeful as a child.|
|Fortune changeth as the moon|
To caravel and picaroon.
as are the waves before the breath of winds.|
|Changeful as the neck of dove|
Walter Savage Landor
as windwaved flame.|
James Russell Lowell
| Changes color as a maid at sight of sword and shield.|
Thomas Babington Macaulay
| In affection, as light and changeful as the gaudy fly which hastens to the rose with eager speed, and on its damask leaves, with fond embrace, flutters her painted wings a little while, but lift she but her eyes, and the first thistle flower that catches them catches her fancy too, and thither speeds she.|
William J. Mickle
|But now a change came oer my dream,|
Like the magic lanterns shifting slider.
| As changeful as the spring.|
|Changed like one who knows his time must be|
But short and bitter.
| Changeful as the lunar ray.|
|Like April, she may wear a changeful face|
Of storm and sunshine.
| Changeful as a madmans dream.|
Winthrop Mackworth Praed
| Like leaves, as chance inclind,|
Those wills were changd with every wind.
| Changeable, like the sparrow, who stops not on one twig.|
| Like a chameleon, he changes.|
| Changed me like a glove.|
Christina Georgina Rossetti
| Changd, like form in a dream.|
Sir Walter Scott
| Changes as a guilty dream.|
Sir Walter Scott
|Ever changing, like a joyless eye|
That finds no objects worth its constancy.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
| Change like the face of fortune.|
| Changed as a cloud in the night.|
Algernon Charles Swinburne
| Changeful as the sea.|
| Change like a weathercock.|
| Changeful as a lovers hope.|
| Changeful as the April sky.|