|Frank J. Wilstach, comp. A Dictionary of Similes. 1916.|
|Ancient Ballad of Hindustan|
| Fair as lotus when the morn kisses its opening petals red.|| 1|
| Smiled, as mountains smile to see the spring.|| 2|
like poisoned sword.|| 3|
as sweet as founts that murmur low,|
To one who in the deserts drear,
With parched tongue moves faint and slow.