Frank J. Wilstach, comp. A Dictionary of Similes. 1916.
Countless
Countless, as the drops that glide
In the ocean’s billowy tide.
—Anonymous
Countless as locusts.
—Anonymous
Countless as the stars that roof our night.
—Aubrey De Vere
Countless as the wraiths of slumber.
—Julia C. R. Dorr
Countless as the golden motes
That dance upon the sun’s earth-kissing beams.
—Frances Anne Kemble
Countless as motes in the sunbeams.
—Sir Walter Scott
Countless … as leaves on autumn’s tempest shed.
—Percy Bysshe Shelley
Countless as the desert sands.
—Bayard Taylor