|Frank J. Wilstach, comp. A Dictionary of Similes. 1916.|
| Artless as the air.|| 1|
| Candid as the skies.|| 2|
| Dreadful as battle arrayed.|| 3|
|But woes me, and woes me,|
For the secrets of her eyes!
In my visions fearfully
They are ever shown to be
As fringèd pools, whereof each lies
Palliddark beneath the skies
Of a night that is
But one blear necropolis
And her eyes a little tremble, in the wind of her own sighs.
| Forward like a wind-blown flame.|| 5|
|Gaze for gaze|
As baby looks on baby.
| Hacked like dull wood of every day.|| 7|
| Hot as a swinked gypsy.|| 8|
| The red|
Is meshed in the brown,
Like a rubied sun in a Venice sail.
| New as sight.|| 10|
| Old as hope.|| 11|
| Sanguine, like a globe of blood.|| 12|
| Shameful as a sin.|| 13|
| Shook like loosened music.|| 14|
| Her waving hair shook like music.|| 15|
|Strengthless as a noon-belated moon,|
Or as the glazing eyes of watery heaven,
When the sick night sinks into deadly swoon.
| Throbbing like a wounded bird.|| 17|