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-BIBLIOGRAPHIC RECORD
Frank J. Wilstach, comp. A Dictionary of Similes. 1916.
Eliza Cook
Bounds like deer from the hounds.The young lips breathe like a dewy rose
Fanned by the fire-fly’s wing.Brows like cloudless day.Buoyant as light.Burst, like a morn lighted bubble of dew.There’s a mantling flush that dwells in his cheeks,
Like a roseleaf thrown on the snow.Cheerless as the grave.Dark as a murderer’s mask of crape.Dash along, like molten diamonds glancing.Dreary, dull, and sad as Death.An eye like the polar star.Fade like morning’s blush.Fades like the rainbow’s brilliant arch.Fervent as a saint.Fickle and bright as a fairy throng.Flew, as if he knew
A frenzied wretch was on his back.Fresh as the foamy surf.Gay as the dahlia’s bloom.As glad as April skies.My heart is like the fair sea-shell,
There’s music ever in it.Keen as a poniard-thrust.Pierce as the lightning flashes.Plods on like a steed in a mill.Met the gale as readily as the butterflies meet the sun.Sacred as churchyard turf.Saucy as the wave.Sharp as the gore-soaked lashes
Of men’s whips.Shining out like the gold that ’d been purged of its dross.A shivering thing;
Like a young bird missing its mother’s wing.Shrink,
As from a precipice’s brink.Sinks like a lily from the storm.A skin as sleek as a maiden’s cheek.Swift as a sun ray.Tempting as any fresh cowslip of spring.Tremble like a fragile reed.Tremble like dew on violet’s leaves.Twineth, like a lover’s arm,
With sweet devotion.Warm as the spark Prometheus stole.Wild as a maniac’s mirth.