Frank J. Wilstach, comp. A Dictionary of Similes. 1916.

William Morris

Bald as is the winter tree.

Careless as gods for who might live or die.

Dim … like the far golden lustre of a dark god-like town.

Drifted as an unsteered log.

Fair as the lightning thwart the sky,
As sun-dyed snow upon the high
Untrodden heaps of threatening stone
The eagle looks upon alone.

Grey, like the soft creeping twilight.

Quaked like river-shaken rush.

Rushed in as rush the waters through a cave
That tunnels half a sea-girt lonely rock.

It goes slow, comes slow, like a big mill-wheel
On some broad stream, with long green weeds a-sway,
And soft and slow it rises and it falls,
Still going onward.

Smiling like heaven.

Stared listlessly,
Like those who walk in sleep.

As sweet as the rose-scented zephyr those do meet who near the happy islands of the blest.

Trembled as a man in fear.

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