|Frank J. Wilstach, comp. A Dictionary of Similes. 1916.|
|Frances Anne Kemble|
| Calmly, like a soul at rest.|| 1|
|Countless as the golden motes|
That dance upon the suns earth-kissing beams.
| Eyes like two streams of liquid light.|| 3|
| Eyes like the dawn of day.|| 4|
As silver-sandalled Artemis.
| Rosy flushes, like warm dreams of love.|| 6|
| Gleaming like rose-hued pearls below the wave.|| 7|
| Gleam like pale wells of precious malachite.|| 8|
| Shone like a friendly twinkling star.|| 9|
|Shining as the Alps, when that the sun|
Gems their pale robes with diamonds.
| Sparkling like diamond rocks in the suns rays.|| 11|
|Untwisted the fond links that bound us,|
Like frost wreaths, that melt in the mornings first beam.
| Wondrous as a dream.|| 13|