Frank J. Wilstach, comp. A Dictionary of Similes. 1916.
Blush
Blush like an opal.
—Anonymous
Blush like the heart of flame.
—Henry W. Austin
Blushing like a wedding night.
—Honoré de Balzac
I blushed like any rose.
—T. H. Bayly
Blushing like a Worcestershire orchard before harvest.
—Earl of Beaconsfield
Blushing like the skies to crimson burning,
When Aurora Borealis fires her premises by night.
—Ambrose Bierce
Blushes, like the flushes upon high
When Aurora Borealis lights her circumpolar palace.
—Ambrose Bierce
Blush like rose when Roland speaks.
—Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Blushing like a sea-shell.
—Edward Bulwer-Lytton
Blush’d like the waves of hell.
—Lord Byron
Blushing, like a bride.
—Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Blushes like a new-born flower.
—Barry Cornwall
Blush as hot as June.
—Barry Cornwall
Blush’d and smiled like a clear and rosy eventide.
—Sir John Davies
Blusheth like the Indian ivory which is with dip of Tyrian purple dy’d.
—Sir John Davies
Blushes as adorn the ruddy welkin or the purple morn.
—John Dryden
Blushes like a red bull-calf.
—A. B. Evans (Leicester Words, Phrases and Proverbs)
Make us blush like copper.
—John Fletcher
Her cheek of beauty blushed like rose-bud in the rain.
—James Hogg
Blushed like blood.
—Oliver Wendell Holmes
A blush like sunrise o’er the rose.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Blushes like the birds of spring.
—Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Blush as of opening flowers.
—George P. Lathrop
Blush like the backside of a chimney.
—Vincent Stuckey Lean (Collectanea)
Blush like a sunset.
—Alfred Henry Lewis
Blushes like a virgin.
—Richard Lovelace
Blush as lovely as the dawn.
—Samuel Lover
Blushing like the dogwood crimson in October.
—George Meredith
Blushed like timid daybreak when the dawn
Looms crimson on the night, and then again is withdrawn.
—Thomas Miller
Blushing like a summer morning.
—Baron Karl F. H. von Münchausen
Blushed like a girl fresh from school.
—Sir Gilbert Parker
Blushing as in vintage-hours.
—Thomas L. Peacock
Blush’d like a carnation.
—Thomas L. Peacock
Blush like a banner bathed in slaughter.
—James G. Percival
Blush like lads of seventeen.
—James Whitcomb Riley
Blushes bright pass o’er her cheek,
But pure and pale as is the glow of sunset on a mountain peak,
Robed in eternal snow.
—John Ruskin
Blushing, like some shy maiden in convent bred.
—Sir Walter Scott
Blush … like a black dog, as the saying is.
—William Shakespeare
Blushing like the perfumed morn.
—Richard Brinsley Sheridan
Blush like my waistcoat.
—Richard Brinsley Sheridan
Blushing like Aurora.
—Tobias Smollett
Blushed as with bloodless passion, and its hue
Was as the life and love of hearts on flame.
—Algernon Charles Swinburne
Blushes … as a young virgin on her wedding night.
—Bayard Taylor
I blush as red as cochineal.
—William Makepeace Thackeray
Blushin as red as the Baldinsville skool house when it was fust painted.
—Artemus Ward
A faint blush melting through the light of thy transparent cheek like a rose-leaf bathed in dew.
—John Greenleaf Whittier