|Frank J. Wilstach, comp. A Dictionary of Similes. 1916.|
| All my glories die,|
Like flowers transplanted to a colder sky.
| Fade away like a thin vapory cloud.|| 2|
| Fair as the garden of God.|| 3|
| Plain good sense, like a dish of solid beef or mutton, is proper only for peasants; but a ragout of folly, well dressed with a sharp sauce of wit, is fit to be served up at an Emperors table.|| 4|
| Subtle as a snake.|| 5|
|Nor make to dangerous wit a vain pretense,|
But wisely rest content with modest sense;
For wit, like wine, intoxicates the brain,
Too strong for feeble women to sustain:
Of those who claim it more than half have none;
And half of those who have it are undone.
|Hard is the fortune that your sex attends;|
Women, like princes, find few real friends:
And who approach them their own ends pursue;
Lovers and ministers are seldom true.
| Witty Writings, when directed to serve the good ends of Virtue and Religion, are like the Lights hung out in a Pharos, to guide the Mariners safe through dangerous Seas; but the Brightness of those, that are impious or immoral, shines only to betray, and lead Men to Destruction.|| 8|