| Black as the bear on Iskardoo.|| 1|
| Clung like a beasts hide to his fleshless bones.|| 2|
| Craves to see thy face as the moon-blowing moon-flowers swelling heart pines for the moon.|| 3|
| Ankles crossed as holy statues sit.|| 4|
| Eyes like a hinds in love-time.|| 5|
| Sweet youthful face, fair as the moon at full.|| 6|
| Fleeter than hawk that ever flew.|| 7|
| Fleeting as joy of youth.|| 8|
As if twere his shadow.
| Gleamed as the lightning glitters against the murky night.|| 10|
| Gleamed like a praying-carpet at the foot of those divinest altars.|| 11|
| Glistened as still|
As when on moonlit eves no zephyr spills the glistening dew.
| True goodness is like the glow-worm in this, that it shines most when no eyes, except those of heaven, are upon it.|| 13|
| Govern the lips as they were palace doors, the King within.|| 14|
| Haggard and wan as slain men.|| 15|
| High as the herald-star.|| 16|
|Irresistible as when from some tall peak into the plain|
Thunder and smoke and crash the rolling rocks.
| Linked like a river by ripples following ripples.|| 18|
| Like threads of silver seen through crystal beads let love through good deeds show.|| 19|
| The mind is like a sheet of white paper in this, that the impressions it receives the oftenest, and retains the longest, are black ones.|| 20|
| Motionless as the fixed rock.|| 21|
| Placid as Paradise.|| 22|
| Savage at heart as a tiger chained.|| 23|
| Slacken like a bow-string slipped.|| 24|
| Sealed sleep as water-lilies know.|| 25|
| Straight as a temple-shaft.|| 26|
| Sweet as the last smile of sunset.|| 27|
| Sweeter than the comb its sweetness.|| 28|
Like pearls a merchant picks to make a string.
| As tender as the murmur of the rain when great clouds gather.|| 30|