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| Barren as a rainy day. | 1 |
| As brilliant as a spangled dancing giri. | 2 |
| Carelessly as the blossoming trees. | 3 |
| Drowsy voice, like murmur of a leafy sycamore. | 4 |
In her hazel eyes her thoughts lay clear
As pebbles in a brook. | 5 |
| Gladdens like a beam in spring … making blithe each daisie one by one. | 6 |
| Gleam like the white effigies on tombs in dim cathedrals. | 7 |
| Has a cold cheerless glitter, like the new furniture in a warehouse. | 8 |
| As happy as a serf who leaves the king ennobled. | 9 |
| Laughed, like a happy fountain in a cave brightening the gloomy rocks. | 10 |
| Loose as the flame that flutters on the grate. | 11 |
| Mourn like a sick child. | 12 |
| Moved one like the finest eloquence. | 13 |
| Oppresses like a crown of gold. | 14 |
| A poem round and perfect as a star. | 15 |
| Round and perfect as a star. | 16 |
| His [Bacon’s] sentences bend beneath the weight of his thought like a branch beneath the weight of its fruit. | 17 |
| Silent as a noonday sky when larks with heat are mute. | 18 |
| A half smile hovering round her happy lips like a bright butterfly around a flower. | 19 |
| Smooth as a billow. | 20 |
| I feel as new and strange as a free spirit which had shaken off the wrappings of this life. | 21 |
| My heart like a touched harp-string thrilled. | 22 |
| Time is like the peacefulness of grass, which clothes, as if with silence and deep sleep, deserted plains that once were loud with strife. | 23 |
| Vanished, like a star into a cloud. | 24 |
| Wander like a desert wind, without a place of rest. | 25 |
| Warm and cosy as a bird nest. | 26 |
| Weak as a flower that sways with every wind. | 27 |
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