|Frank J. Wilstach, comp. A Dictionary of Similes. 1916.|
| As fast as the simoons desert wind.|| 1|
| The stars slink off like thieves, in company with Night.|| 2|
| The words came sputtering out of his mouth like the beer from a barrel without a bung.|| 3|
| Time, like a seven-wheeled, seven-naved car, moves on. His rolling wheels are all the worlds, his axle is immortality.|| 4|
|Like the swift shadows of Noon, like the dreams of the blind,|
Vanish the glories and pomps of the earth in the wind.